Carl Perkins, Paul Simon - Rockabilly Music lyrics

It was murder but we got there
Minutes after midnight
Bouncer was a linebacker guardin' the door
I said to my drummer
Boogie, don't get nervous
Just get that rhythm goin’ boy
Gotta get them people on the floor

A shadow crossed my windows
Early in the morning took me like a prisoner
Fighting in the war
I turned to my wife, Val, my angel
Heaven's in your arms
We're in the hands of the Lord
Rockabilly music ain’t nothin’ to it
It’s just a hopped-up country song
Casey Jones rollin' into Jackson, Tennessee
Where I call home

A rich man’s a pauper
In The First Bank of Heaven
I knock on wood for five years
Under the sword but you keep on pickin’
Rockin’ for a livin’ heaven's in your arms
I'm in the hands of the Lord

Rockabilly music ain’t nothin’ to it
It’s just a hopped-up country song
Rhythm from the delta
Of the muddy Mississippi in my mouth

I got a new pair of wingtips cost me $200
A fresh set of strings on my Fender guitar
I’m lookin’ at a sunrise in a cloudless sky
A songbird’s singing
Searching for the Mornin' star
Searching for the mornin' star
Searching for the mornin' star