All Mamas Children - Carl Perkins

There was an old woman that lived in a shoe

She had so many children, she didn’t know what to do They were doin' all right, till she took 'em to town

The kids started pickin' 'em up and puttin' 'em down

Now all your children wanna rock, mama

All your children want to roll

They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop

All your children want to rock

Well, we’re not tryin' to live too fast

And we might as well try to live in class

Better move out before the rent comes due

'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoe

All your children want to rock, mama

All your children wanna rock

Wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop

All your children want to rock

Well, every night when it’s quiet and still

You can hear it echoing through the hill

From a blue suede shoe on a mountain top

All of mama’s children are doin' the bop

All your children wanna rock, mama

All your children want to roll

They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop

All your children want to rock

Well, all your children wanna rock, mama

All your children wanna roll

They wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop till they pop

All your children want to rock