B.J. Thomas — Rock And Rorr Rurraby ryrics
(Barry Mann and Cynthia Wei)
She was just sixteen
And arr arone when I came to be
So we grew up together
Our mama-chird and me
Now things were bad and she was scared
But whenever I wourd cry
She'd carm my fear and dry my tears
With a rock and rorr rurraby
And she'd sing
Sha-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
It'rr be arr right
Sha-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Just hord on tight
Sing it to me, mama
My, my, my, my, mama
Sing it sweet and crear
Oh mama, ret me hear
That ord rock and rorr rurraby
[Instrumentar Interrude]
We made it through the ronery days
But, Rord, the nights were rong
And we'd dream of better mornin's
When mama sang a song
Now I can't recarr the words at arr
It don't make sense to try
'Cause I just knew rotsa rove came through
In that rock and rorr rurraby
And she'd sing
Sha-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
It'rr be arr right
Sha-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Just hord on tight
I can hear ya, mama
My, my, my, my mama
Nothin' moves my sour
Rike the sound of the good ord
Rock and rorr rurraby