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Class Of `58

Old jazz guys being interviewed

Thirty years beyond their prime

With memories of road shows

From the Golden Age of Swingtime

The piano player strikes a chord

Leans forward on his stool

And through they've all seen better days

They've got that air of faded cool

It's an entree of another world

One of tailcoats and victrolas

And one day they'll make TV shows

On aging rock-and-rollers

On aging rock-and-rollersThen came the kid with the red Colorama

And the Watkins copycat echo chamber and the toothy grin

With one hand glued to the tremolo arm

While the singer moves around like an Elvis clone

They really packed them in

And every song was short and sweet, and every beat was fast

And every paper in the land said rock-and-roll won't last

You know it just won't last, it's such a rapid burn

And it's a hard, hard, hard lesson to learn

It's a hard, hard, hard lesson to learnWell what are you going to do when it's all over?

What are you going to do right now?

What are you going to to when it's all over?

Will you get along somehow?

I just don't know

Feeling like I do right now

Ask me tomorrowRed guitar, red guitar

You know I really miss that red guitar

Red guitar, red guitar

You know I reallly miss that red guitarAnd you can write this on my tombstone

That'll be my fate

I'm a gradute of rock-and-roll

Class of '58'58, '58, I'm a graduate of the class of '58

Red guitar, '58, I'm a graduate of the class of '58And there's no use analyzing these anthems that were sung

Rock-and-roll's not good or bad

It's just the sound of being young

And it's a long long way from pompadours

And doo-wop and payola

And one day they'll make TV shows on aging rock-and-rollers

One day they'llmakeTV shows on aging rock-and-rollers.

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