From the recording Robin Ross & The Bluesberry Jam
Created by Joe Torres, Frank Cinquegrana, Robin Ross, Scott Cowan
Performed by Joe Torres, Frank Cinquegrana, Robin Ross, Scott Cowan, TW Howell, Kristin Grazevich
Lyrics
I remember playing guitar down at the chicken coop
We tacked up some carpet after we got shoveling the poop
We ran some power from your garage, threw the switch
And we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Playing Guitar Boogie at request of your old man
But first we had to hide all the bottles and cans
I remember making out on the hood of my car with What’s her face
‘Cause we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
We were eighteen nineteen twenty in a funky ass truck
They raised the drinking age and we were shit out of luck
All the bars became dance clubs
Trade in your boots on a pair of Hush Pups
Rock and roll took a nap
And no one gave a crap
What’s a band to do
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played
Yeah we played, and we played, and we played