All Mama's Children

There was an old woman that lived in a shoe Had so many children, she didn't know what to do They were doin' all right, 'til 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 'til they pop All your children want to rock Well, we're not tryin' to live too fast But we might as well try to live in class We better move out 'fore the rent comes due 'Cause we wanna live in a blue suede shoe All your children want to rock, mama All your children want to roll We wanna roll, wanna rock, wanna bop 'til we pop All your children want to rock Well, every night when it's quiet and still You can hear it echoing through the hill Through 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 'til 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 'til they pop All them children want to rock --- All Mama's Children - Carl Perkins