Let It Rock/Little Queenie (Live In Detroit/1975)

In the heat of the day, down in Mobile, Alabama
Workin' on the railroad with a steel drivin' hammer
Try'na get some money, get some brand-new shoes
Try'na find a lady, chase away my blues
Hot and wasted, lord, sweatin' in the sun
Cussed out by the foreman till my work is all done

(Oh, yeah)

Hey, in the evenin' when the sun is sinkin' low
I'll be out there waitin' on the whistle to blow
Sittin' in the teepee, smokin' out on the track
Rollin' 'em bones 'til my foreman get back
Suddenly, I hear the brakeman up and shout
"Non-stop train, Bob, it's just two miles out" (look out!)

Oh
Hey
Oh

Everybody jumpin' and a scramblin' around
Try'na get a line an' get the teepee down
Railroad owner's 'bout to go insane
Try'na get the workers out the way of the train
Here come the engineer, hawnk d'hawn
Can't stop a train, ya got to let 'em roll on

Hey, all right
Hey
Oh, ooh

Let it rock, let it rock
Yeah, let it rock
Yeah, let it rock
Rock and roll all night long

Get your hands, now, come on
Come on, get your hands, get your hands, ow
Yeah, yeah

Long time ago in Missouri
St. Louis, Missouri, yeah
Home of the blues, birth of the blues
Little old Chuck Berry, Chuck used to say

There she is again over there by the record machine (three times)
Lookin' like a model on the cover of a magazine
Too damn cute to be a minute over thirteen (I believe that)

Meanwhile, oh, Chuck, he'd be thinking
She's in the mood, no need'n break it
I got a chance and, Lord, I'm gonna take it
If she'll dance, we might even make it
Come on, Queenie, let's shake it

Little Queenie
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, baby

(Oh)

Mr. Drew Abbott from Royal Oak, Michigan on guitar
(Oh, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah) while I'm at it
Mr. Chris Campbell right here on bass from Plymouth, Michigan
Charlie Martin on the drums from Detroit, Michigan
Tommy Cartmell on saxophone from Birmingham, Michigan
Robyn Robbins on keyboards from Grosse Point, Michigan
Silver Bullet, yeah, I'm Bob Seger, I'm from Ann Arbor, Michigan

Shake, baby, shake (come on)
Shake, baby, shake (everybody in Detroit)
Shake, baby, shake (come on, I'm gonna turn you loose)
Shake, baby, shake (here we go)

Said, shake, baby, shake
Shake, baby, shake (a little louder)
Shake, baby, shake (ooh)
Shake, baby, shake (soundin' good!)
Shake, baby, shake (oh)
Shake, baby, shake (ah-ooh)

Ooh, yeah, I believe, I believe
I believe we're about ready, don't you?
Little bit a'guitar, rock and roll

Go on, let it rock, oh

Said, go on and let it rock
Go on and let it rock
Reach on down to your soul
A little bit of Detroit, Michigan soul
I love it, love it, love it, love it, love it, love it
Rock and roll all night long

Hey, eh-yeah
Oh, you're a beautiful audience, goodnight
Whoo

Thank you, Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band, thank you
Goodnight, goodnight