Grandma's rocking in her rocking chair
Putting pin curlers in her old grey hair
I says, Granny, hows your rheumatism?"
She says, "Son, dont you know what day this is?
That rheumatism's gonna be alright
Cause I'm rockin' and rollin' on a Saturday night
She's got a date with Farmer Grey
He's eighty-five if he's a day
Fat pole-legged and muscle bound
But he's the rocking-est rolling-est man in town
With his red flannel underwear shrinking uptight
Rockin' and rollin' on a Saturday night
Rock, rock, hoof, he's whacking [?]
Rock, rock, false teeth clacking
Rock, rock, toupe flapping
Rock, rock, anything can happen
I hope granny's bustle is tight on tight
When she's rockin' and rollin' on a Saturday night
Work full week from sun to sun
Saturday night if the work ain't done
It's just too bad, but I can't wait
Hitch up the mule 'cause I got a date
Tell the boss to go fly a kite
'Cause I'm rockin' and rollin' on a Saturday night
We passed the joint that's jumpin' with jive
Old mule starts to come alive
Flips his tail, says, Holy Gee
And then he sits right down on a whiffle tree
The whiffle tree snapped and hit him in the rump
And we all wind up straddle of a stump
Hot climb in the old hometown [?]
When grandma kicked the stove pipe town
Old man Grey says, Turn down the wick!
Dig that gal, she's a real gone chick
Rasma tazz, she's dynamite
When she's rockin' and rollin on a Saturday night
Rock, rock, rutti tut and tutti
Rock, rock, sweet tutti frutti
Rock, rock, apple pan doubty [?]
Rock, rock, howdy man howdy
Rampy tamp, tampy and a doodle-dee die
Rockin' and a rollin' on a Saturday night