There's a mDan in New Orleans who plays Rock and Roll.
He's a gDuitar man with a great big soul.
He lDays down a beat like a ton of coal. He gDoes by the name of King Creole.
You know he's gG#7one gone gone jumpin' like a catfish on a pDole
you know he's gA7one gone gone hG7ipshaking King CreoDle.G7 A7
When the kDing starts to do it it's as good as done.
He hDolds his guitar like a tommy gun.
He sDtarts to growl from 'way down in his throat.
He bDends a string and "that's all she wrote".
You know he's gG#7one gone gone jumpin' like a catfish on a pDole
you know he's gA7one gone gone hG7ipshaking King CreoDle.G7 A7
Well he sDings a song about a crawdad hole. He sDings a song about a jelly roll.
He sDings a song about meat and greens. He wDails some blues about New Orleans.
You know he's gG#7one gone gone jumpin' like a catfish on a pDole
you know he's gA7one gone gone hG7ipshaking King CreoDle.G7 A7
Well he pDlays something evil then he plays something sweet.
No mDatter what he plays you got to get up on your feet.
When hegDets the rockin' fever baby heaven sakes
he dDon't stop playin' 'till the guitar breaks.
You know he's gG#7one gone gone jumpin' like a catfish on a pDole
you know he's gA7one gone gone hG7ipshaking King CreoDle. G7 D