Rock Cradle Rock Lyrics - Chuck Berry

I was born under the sign of Libra 

October, eighteen, seven o'clock 

I must have had it bad, 'cause in the cradle I had 

My mother said, before noon I was trying to rock 

My mother said, before noon I was trying to rock 

For years I tried to make A grades 

To satisfy my Mom and Pop 

In music I'm boss, but in Math, I was lost 

I guess my head was full of nothing but rock 

I guess my head was full of nothing but rock 

Hear they're swinging the Fox Trot at the hotel 

Hear the country picking 'round the clock 

Pick up some sounds of the jazz around 

But if you dig what you hear, you dig rock 

Ah, if you dig what you hear, you dig rock 

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Spend an hour of Bach in his original rock 

And if you dig what he's playing, you dig rock 

And if you dig what he's playing, you dig rock 

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