Lyrics The Kentucky Headhunters

The Kentucky Headhunters

Rock On

Tommy went to school down in Selma, Alabama

Where football will always reign king.

All his folks worried, one day he would starve,

Living dreams through his six-string machine.

Then Tommy started doing good

Found himself in Hollywood

Picking on the silver screen.

Though he never threw a pass

All the girls dig his class

And the record people think he's a smash.

So rock on,

Let your heart be handy with a song.

Don't ever let go

Of those dreams that you hold

As the river of life rolls on,

Baby rock on

Tammy was a waitress in Morgantown Kentucky

Where table tips were always a dime.

All the neighbors told her you better settle down

Get a man cause her dreams wouldn't fly

She took her pilots test

Now her neighbors can rest

She's flying with the big boys now

Hey the tables have turned

A lesson is learned

That dreams don't have to crash and burn.

So rock on,

Let your heart be handy with a song.

Don't ever let go

Of those dreams that you hold

As the river of life rolls on,

Baby rock on

Tammy flew a plane out of Southern California

Tommy had a ticket onboard

She never heard his records

But she kinda liked his smile

She never felt this way before

She flies her own plane

Tommy picks his six-string

They're making all their dreams come true

Now there ain't no question

They were always destined

To find that magic thing called love

So rock on,

Let your heart be handy with a song.

Don't ever let go

Of those dreams that you hold

As the river of life rolls on,

Baby rock on