King Creole Songtext
von Louise Hoffsten

There′s a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
And he lays down a beat like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole
You know he′s gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip-shakin′ King Creole
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 with a wind in his throat
He bends a string and that's all she wrote
You know he′s gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he′s gone, gone, gone
Hip-shakin' King Creole
He sings a song about a crawdad hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll


He sings a song about pork and greens
He sings our blues by new means
You know he′s gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip-shakin′ King Creole
He plays somethin′ even, then he plays somethin' sweet
No matter how he plays, you better get up on your feet
When he gets to rockin′ free, well, baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin′ till his guitar breaks
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin′ like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip-shakin' King Creole
You know he′s gone, gone, gone
Hip-shakin′ King Creole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip-shakin′ King Creole