THREE ALLEY CATS
(Roy Hall)
ROY HALL (Decca 30060, 1956)

Well the old jukebox was toarin' out the beat
The cats and the gators were shakin' their feet
The tune they were playin' was right in the groove
And I'm tellin' you man they were startin' to move
Then all of a sudden, standin' in the door
Were three shaggy cats we never dug before
They said, as we started, to give 'em a heave
Let us play one crazy before we leave
And they were rockin', yeah they were rockin'
They were rockin' and rollin' with the real gone crazy beat
Now man the way they started was something to see
Two drums and a trumpet and eighty-eight keys
The cat on the ivories was givin' them the sock
The skins and the horn, well they started to rock
We stood flat footed, our eyes on the stem
We dug the music, looked straight at them
We said, who are you fellows and where do you hang your hats
They said we're three Georges they call the Alley Cats
And they were rockin', yeah they were rockin'
They were rockin' and rollin' with the real gone crazy beat

Well the Alley Cats started to turn on the steam
We hit the floor dancin' and we started to scream
The Joint went wild as the night got old
But time didn't matter 'cause we rock an' rolled
The moon went down, the stars did too
We kept on a-dancin' the whole night through
I'm a tellin' you man and you can bet your hat
We got a date saturday with those Alley Cats
And we'll be rockin', yeah we'll be rockin'
We'll be rockin' and rollin' with the real gone crazy beat