Lyrics: Plisnier Music: Plisnier Publishing by Edition Soundmill / Indra
When I was a little boy, so much younger than today
I met some friends, who showed me how to play
Thar crazy little thing called Rock n´ Roll
It must have been stormy monday
Cause it hit me like a flash
Like a thunder in my head, it took possession of my soul
Tutti frutti all rooty sweet little sixteen
Mary oh Mary I feelin´ so good
And I´m not lonesome, cause I really have the blues
I have got some blue suede shoes, they were a gift from an old man
Beginning now I will live the blues and I´ll try to do ´em – the best I can!
Some years after, on a Saturday night
I had play a gig at Johnny´s Disco
The guys said to me: “Boy, you´d better rake your chance
And then we´re gonna make you play in San Francisco town!”
The lights turned on, the show should start, people wre gazing at me,
But damned at all, there was something wrong, and I couldn´t find the right key
Have you seen my blue suede shoes,
Have I lost them outdoor
Tell me, tell me where I´ve got my blues
I just can´t find ´em anymore!
There was a ringing in my head
And I removed my old make – up
I have found my blues sued shoes
They´ve been hidden in my inside
So thanks to heaven that I´ve got back my blues
And I will never lose ´em, lose ´em again!