Me walking alone, me bring jug of rumMe sit down on

In the heat of the day down in Mobile, AlabamaWorking on

Riding alongIn my automobileMy babyBeside meAt the wheelI stole a kissAt

down in Louisiana close to New OrleansWay back in

years old and as sweet as she can beAll

well, look-a here what a good day we got todayWhy

Sometimes I will, then again I think I won'tSometimes I will,

years old and as sweet as she can beAll

Oh, well, well, well, you've blown my clouds awayMy rains have

I go, deep down in Louisiana close to New

If everybody had an oceanAcross the U.S.AThen everybody'd be surfin'Like CaliforniaYou'd

love her, I love herI love her, I'm in

Sweet Little SixteenThey're really rockin BostonIn Pittsburgh, P. ADeep in the

ain't the word for the way that I feel'Cause

why can't you be true?Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be

the joint was jumpin'Goin’ 'round and 'roundYeah, hey now, reelin’

was arrested on charges of unemploymentHe was standing at

I'm gonna give you forty days to get backI'm gonna call

left my home in NorfolkVirginia, California on my mindStraddled

If everybody had an oceanAcross the U.S.AThen everybody'd be surfin'Like CaliforniaYou'd