All Mama'S Children
Carl Perkins


There
Was an old woman that lived in a shoe
She had so many children
She didn't know what to do
They were doin' all right
Till she took 'em to town
The kids started pickin' 'em up and puttin' 'em down
Now all your children wanna rock
Mama
All your children want to roll
They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
All your children want to rock

Well, we're not tryin' to live too fast
And we might as well try to live in class
Better move out before the rent comes due
'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoes
All your children want to rock
Mama
All your children must roll
Wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
All your children want to rock
Now rock! No!

Well, every night when it's quiet and still
You can hear it echoing through the hill
From a blue suede shoe on a mountain top
All of mama's children are doin' the bop
All your children wanna rock, mama
All your children want to roll
They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
All your children want to rock, rock!
Go!
Yeah let's rock

Well, all your children wanna rock, mama
All your children wanna roll
They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop
All your children want to rock

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