Rockabilly Music - Carl Perkins, Paul Simon

It was murder

But we got there

Minutes after midnight

Bouncer was a linebacker

Guardin' the door

I said to my drummer

Boogie, don’t get nervous

Just get that rhythm goin' boy

Gotta get them people on the floor

A shadow crossed my windows

Early in the morning

Took me like a prisoner

Fighting in the war

I turned to my wife, Val, my angel

Heaven’s in your arms

We’re in the hands of the Lord

Rockabilly music

Ain’t nothin' to it

It’s just a hopped-up country song

Casey Jones rollin' into Jackson, Tennessee

Where I call home

A rich man’s a pauper

In The First Bank of Heaven

I knock on wood for five years

Under the sword

But you keep on pickin'

Rockin' for a livin'

Heaven’s in your arms

I’m in the hands of the Lord

Rockabilly music

Ain’t nothin' to it

It’s just a hopped-up country song

Rhythm from the delta

Of the muddy Mississippi

In my mouth

I got a new pair of wingtips

Cost me $ 200

A fresh set of strings

On my Fender guitar

I’m lookin' at a sunrise

In a cloudless sky

A songbird’s singing

Searching for the Mornin' star

Searching for the mornin' star

Searching for the mornin' star