Testi di Rock-A-Belly - Guy Mitchell

Rock-A-Belly (originale)

Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Some people think it came from Tennessee
Then spread on out to the lone prairie
It’s the hillbilly rock, feeddlee dee
Turns me inside out
Gimme some
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Hey, grab yourself a partner, lose the blues
Wear your store-bought clothes and your stompin' shoes
Better head for the hills, gonna blow my fuse
Hooo, I’m gonna shout
Gimme some
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Since rock-a-billy swang the do-si-do
And the gee-tar man chased the old banjo
Leave the hoe for the crow, holler «Go, oh man, go»
Wiggle like a trout
Gimme some
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, hoo!, rock, rock
From the moment I feel this crazy beat
Ya gotta lose control or you’re two left feet
Give me mountain juice, turn me loose
Leave me wave my arms about
Gimme some
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Ya know what rock-a-billy's all about
Ya know it’s gonna make ya sing and shout
Ya know you’re gonna act like a crazy fool
Who cares?
It’s cool
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock

(traduzione)

Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Alcune persone pensano che provenga dal Tennessee
Quindi diffondersi nella prateria solitaria
È il rock hillbilly, feeddlee dee
Mi rigira
Dammi un po'
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Ehi, prenditi un partner, perdi il blues
Indossa i tuoi vestiti acquistati in negozio e le tue scarpe da calpestio
Meglio dirigersi verso le colline, far saltare la mia miccia
Hooo, urlerò
Dammi un po'
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Dal momento che il rock-a-billy fa oscillare il do-si-do
E l'uomo gee-tar ha inseguito il vecchio banjo
Lascia la zappa per il corvo, grida "Vai, oh uomo, vai"
Muoviti come una trota
Dammi un po'
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, hoo!, rock, rock
Dal momento in cui sento questo ritmo pazzesco
Devi perdere il controllo o hai due piedi sinistri
Dammi il succo di montagna, liberami
Lasciami agitare le braccia
Dammi un po'
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock
Sai di cosa tratta il rock-a-billy
Sai che ti farà cantare e gridare
Lo sai che ti comporterai come un pazzo
Che importa?
È bello
Rock-a-billy, rock-a-billy, rock, rock