Raised On Rock
I remember as a child I used to hear
Music that they played, 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, got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I get home, I turned on my radio
And listen 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, got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of that thing call rock and roll
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They thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Time gone by, the beat goes on
But every time I hear it, it takes me home
I was raised on rock, got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I get home, I turned on my radio
Mama played recordings of Beethoven's Fifth
Moonlight sonata down the classical Liszt
Daddy loved to listen to his country songs
I was in the back room diggin' the Stones
I was raised on rock, got that rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat of that thing call rock and roll
I was raised on rock, got that rhythm in my soul
Everyday when I get home, I turned on my radio - radio!
Criado no Rock
Eu me lembro que quando era criança eu ouvia
Músicas que tocavam, com um sentimento
Alguns chamam de folk, outros de soul
Pessoas, deixa eu te contar, era Rock and Roll
Eu fui criado no rock, tenho esse ritmo na alma
Todo dia quando chego em casa, ligo meu rádio
E ouço a música que meus ídolos fizeram
Eu conhecia cada disco que o DJ tocava
Um honky tonk, um Hound Dog, um Johnny B. Goode
Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood
Eu fui criado no rock, tenho esse ritmo na alma
Eu nasci pra amar o som dessa coisa chamada rock and roll
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Eles achavam que era uma moda, que ia passar
Mas a nova geração sabia que ia durar
O tempo passou, o ritmo continua
Mas toda vez que ouço, me leva pra casa
Eu fui criado no rock, tenho esse ritmo na alma
Todo dia quando chego em casa, ligo meu rádio
Mamãe tocava gravações da Quinta de Beethoven
Sonata ao Luar do clássico Liszt
Papai adorava ouvir suas músicas country
Eu estava no quarto de trás curtindo os Stones
Eu fui criado no rock, tenho esse ritmo na alma
Eu nasci pra amar o som dessa coisa chamada rock and roll
Eu fui criado no rock, tenho esse ritmo na alma
Todo dia quando chego em casa, ligo meu rádio - rádio!