There was a little boy
that grew up in a little park
in San Antonio, Texas
He was a little man, only five years old
He got his chance to sing on the ra dio
And he knew from the time
he'd be a rock 'n 'roll man
But as his boy got older
He found out, he said, man,
I'd like to sing with soul
Maybe I can find someone to record me
And maybe just once more
You grow up fast in Texas
And you've got to lay it down
Or you'll be looking for somebody
Way across town
Before I got older
You found a group and went
down to Houston
Well, there was this Cajun man
that knew rock and roll
He knew the boy had something
that night in Houston
And all the boys set out to find that gold
All through the time
the boys came up to San Antonio
We found, we found, we found,
we found that we had a groove
The boys all looked down
and Armie keeps trying and his thing
And old Johnny Harvey
keep a -workin' with the groove
Blow your horn now,
Frankie, blow your horn
Well, the time rolled around 1965
When two Scorpio boys said,
Man, we gotta make it
and get out of here someday
So we got the band,
we worked the groove,
drove to Houston that night
Let it down, one, two, three, four, bingo
We weren't just that too old
when we left San Antonio
We got on the plane,
was going to TV
in New York, the heart of Baloo
The boys from the country,
they thought we was all from Manchester
I guess nobody stopped
to look at what we're gonna say
Well the times rolled on
and everybody kept in the play
And we got in this new thing
that we're playing today
We'd like to thank you one and all,
in the words of this song
We're just some poor boys
tryin' to play the rock and roll
Here we go
Just the rock and roll
Hello, baby
As they played and played
and played and played