Raised on Rock

Written by：Mark James/Johnny Winter
I remember as a child I used to hear
Music that they played with a feel
Some call it folk some call it soul
People let me tell you it was rock and roll
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I get home I turned on my radio
And listen to the music that my idols made
I knew every single record the DJ's played
A honky tonk a Hound Dog a Johnny B Goode
Chain gang love is strange knock on wood
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of that thing call rock and roll
They thought it was a fad thought that it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Time gone by the beat goes on
But every time I hear it it takes me home
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I get home I turned on my radio
Mama played recordings of Beethoven's Fifth
Moonlight sonata down the classical Liszt
Daddy loved to listen to his country songs
I was in the back room diggin' the Stones
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of that thing call rock and roll
I was raised on rock got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I get home I turned on my radio radio