He's a little rockabilly and he's in for the blues
And he loves that old-time rock
He's gonna keep on drivin' 'til the Lord's arrivin'
And he never, never gonna stop
Rock and rhythm is in his bones like a fire built in the sun
When ya lookin' at him baby you know you're lookin'
At a good love son of a gun
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got the rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
They say he blends with the guitar flings
And the flicker of neon lights
I love to dance to his brand of music
Like a wild cat loves to fight
Got the fever for this rockin' and reelin'
And my temperature's out of sight
So if you've got the blues, woman I got news
Boogie woogie man's on tonight
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got that rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got that rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
Rick Dean - Boogie Woogie Man Lyrics
Rick Dean - Boogie Woogie Man Lyrics
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He's a little rockabilly and he's in for the blues
And he loves that old-time rock
He's gonna keep on drivin' 'til the Lord's arrivin'
And he never, never gonna stop
Rock and rhythm is in his bones like a fire built in the sun
When ya lookin' at him baby you know you're lookin'
At a good love son of a gun
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got the rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
They say he blends with the guitar flings
And the flicker of neon lights
I love to dance to his brand of music
Like a wild cat loves to fight
Got the fever for this rockin' and reelin'
And my temperature's out of sight
So if you've got the blues, woman I got news
Boogie woogie man's on tonight
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got that rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got that rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
And he loves that old-time rock
He's gonna keep on drivin' 'til the Lord's arrivin'
And he never, never gonna stop
Rock and rhythm is in his bones like a fire built in the sun
When ya lookin' at him baby you know you're lookin'
At a good love son of a gun
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got the rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
They say he blends with the guitar flings
And the flicker of neon lights
I love to dance to his brand of music
Like a wild cat loves to fight
Got the fever for this rockin' and reelin'
And my temperature's out of sight
So if you've got the blues, woman I got news
Boogie woogie man's on tonight
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got that rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
He's a boogie woogie man
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got a boogie woogie band
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got hammers in his fingers
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie)
He's got that rhythm in his hands
(Boogie woogie, boogie woogie hands)
He's the king of the eight to the bar beat
He'd rather play that old piano than eat
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
Boogie woogie is his thing
He's a hop-dang boogie woogie man
Writer: Charles Ingram
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Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING