Bopping The Blues - Carl Perkins

Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

All my friends are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, the doctor told me, Carl you need no pills.

Yes, the doctor told me, boy, you don’t need no pills.

Just a handful of nickels, the juke box will cure your ills.

Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

All them cats are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, the old cat bug bit me, man, I don’t feel no pain

Yeah, that jitterbug caught me, man, I don’t feel no pain.

I still love you baby, but I’ll never be the same.

I said, all my friends are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

All my friends are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

All them cats are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound

Well, grand-pa Don got rhythm and he threw his crutches down.

Oh the old boy Don got rhythm and blues and he threw that crutches down

Grand-ma, he ain’t triflin', well the old boy’s rhythm bound.

Well, all them cats are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

All my friends are boppin' the blues;

it must be goin' round

I love you, baby, but I must be rhythm bound.

A rock bop, rhythm and blues.

A rock bop, rhythm and blues.

A rock rock, rhythm and blues.

A rock rock, rhythm and blues.

Rhythm and blues, it must be goin' round