Bagful of Boogie - Canned Heat

I got a bagful of boogie, pocketful of rhythm and blues

I got a bagful of boogie, pocketful of rhythm and blues

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long I got holes in both of my shoes

Just a country boy from the state of Illinois

I tryin' to find my way

Just a redneck hick with a guitar and a pick

Want to try my luck in Hollywood L. A

Livin' in the city lookin' at the movie stars

While they’re drivin' down Sunset Strip in big old shiny cars

I’m standin' on the corner

Thinkin' 'bout the folks I left behind

Got a bagful of boogie, a pocketful of rhythm and blues

I got a bagful of boogie, a pocketful of rhythm and blues

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long I got holes in both of my shoes

Woo-ha

Just a good old boy with my bagful of joy

And not one red cent to my name

So I keep on livin' just a-takin' and a-givin'

You know, Henry says it’s really all the same

But I keep on tryin' to play these blues I’ve been cryin'

Won’t give up 'til I have won the game

I’m out on the street with my little old boogie beat

To ease the pain

Got a bagful of boogie, pocketful of rhythm and blues

Got a bagful of boogie, pocketful of rhythm and blues

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long I got holes in both of my shoes

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long I got holes in both of my shoes

I been walkin' 'round in this old town so long I got holes in both of my shoes