Raised On Rock - Helen Reddy

I remember as a child I used to hear

Music that they played Lord with a feel'

Some call it folk, some call it soul

People let me tell you it was rock and roll

I was raised on rock

I got rhythm in my soul

Every day when I got home

I turned on my radio

Listening to the music that my idols made

I knew every single record the DJ’s played

A honky tonk a Hound Dog, a Johnny B. Goode

Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood

I was raised on rock

I got rhythm in my soul

I was born to love the beat

I was made for rock and roll

I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass

But the younger generation knew it would last

Time’s gone by, the beat goes on

But every time I hear it Lord it takes me home

I was raised on rock

I got rhythm in my soul

Every day when I got home

I turned on my radio

Mother played recordings of Beethoven’s Fifth

Mozart’s sonatas down the classical Liszt

My papa loved to listen to his country songs

While I was in the back room rockin' on

I was raised on rock

I got rhythm in my soul

I was born to love the beat

I was made for rock and roll

I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul

I was born to love the beat

I was made for rock and roll

I was raised on rock

I got rhythm in my soul