You don’t need a microphone, you don’t need a band,
You can stand on your head, with a guitar in your hand,
Wear your Blue Suede Shoes, and a chip on your shoulder,
You can still play the blues, when you’re a Folk-n-Roller.
Folk-n-Roll, Clapton with no Cream,
Folk-n-Roll, Freddie with no Queen,
Folk-n-Roll, and if you want to sound fuller - You can play a 12 string, when you’re a
You can still play covers of the Doors and the Byrds, write
Lyrics to your lover, with intelligent words,
Sing a protest song, to a baby in a stroller,
No, you can’t do much wrong, when you’re a Folk-n-Roller.
Folk-n-Roll, Marley without the Wailers,
Folk-n-Roll, Eddie with no Van Halers,
Folk-n-Roll, and if you want to look cooler,
You can still pierce a tongue, when you’re a Folk-n-Roller.
You can wake up Chopin in his grave, you can
Be a Soul Man, like Sam and Dave, you can
Sing in a thong if that’s what you choose, or write a complex song of algorithms and blues.
Folk-n-Roll, Glenn Frey minus the Eagles,
Folk-n-Roll, it’s Paul without the Beatles,
Folk-n-Roll, Jerry Lieber with no Stoller,
You can still write a hit, when you’re a
Folk ‘n’ Roller.
Folk-n-Roll, Bowie with no glam,
Folk-n-Roll, Levon with no Band,
Folk-n-Roll, Zappa with no Mothers,
Folk-n-Roll, Jonas with no Brothers,
Folk-n-Roll, Crosby with no Stills,
Folk-n-Roll, Jagger with no pills,
Folk-n-Roll, sometimes I howl and hoot and holler,
Baby “I Feel Good” when I’m a Folk-n-Roller.
Gimme that old Folk-n-Roll.
BILL BACHMANN Lyrics