[Verse 1]
There's a man in New Orleans
Who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man
With a great big soul
He lays down a beat
Like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole
[Verse 2]
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumping like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole
[Verse 3]
When the king starts to do it
It's as good as done
He holds his guitar
Like a tommy gun
He starts to growl
From way down his throat
He bends a string
And "that's all she wrote"
[Verse 4]
Well, he sings a song about a crowded hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about meat and greens
He wails some blues about New Orleans
[Verse 5]
Well, he plays something evil
Then he plays something sweet
No matter what he plays
You got to get up on your feet
[Verse 6]
When he gets the rocking fever
Baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playing
'Till his guitar breaks