Let The Boy Rock And Roll

I heard Mama and Papa talkin' last night And I heard Mama say to Papa: Let that boy rock and roll The neighbor not complainin' and the schoolboy talked twice today You know they think you're foolish, study or slippin' away He don't think about nothin' 'cept the rock and roll records that play I say it's all right, Pa, let the boy rock and roll He's got a mind of his own and you know he's got a musical soul And he's gotta play music and you know we really can't say no So Daddy, don't you worry 'bout this crazy man Go on and do what you think you should But Daddy, don't you call him Little Boy Bad When you know he could be Johnny B Good I say it's all right, Pa, let the boy sing his song In his brand new boots, he needs a foot from a kick in the town If his music is groovy, you know he really can't go wrong (instrumental) So Daddy, don't you worry 'bout this crazy man Go on and do what you think you should But please don't call him Little Boy Bad When you know he could be Johnny B Good I say it's all right, Pa, let the boy rock and roll He's got a mind of his own and you know he's got a musical soul If the music is groovy, you know we really can't say no