Bagful of Boogie

I got a bag full of boogie

Pocket full of rhythm and blues

I got a bag full of boogie

Pocket full of rhythm and blues

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long

I got holes in both of my shoes

Just a corn-fed boy from the state of Illinois

Out tryin' to find my way

Just a redneck hick with a guitar and a pick

Come to try my luck in Hollywood, L.A

Livin' in the city and lookin' at the movie stars

While they're drivin' down Sunset Street in big ol' shiny cars

I'm standin' on the corner

Thinkin' 'bout the folks I left behind

Got a bag full of boogie

A pocket full of rhythm and blues

I got a bag full of boogie

A pocket full of rhythm and blues

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long

I got holes in both of my shoes

Just a good ol' boy with my bag full of joy

Not one red cent to my name

So I keep on livin' just a-takin' and a-givin'

You know, Henry says it's really all the same

But I keep on tryin' to play these blues I've been cryin'

Won't give up 'til I have won the game

I'm out on the street with my little ol' boogie feet

To ease the pain

Got a bag full of boogie

Pocket full of rhythm and blues

Got a bag full of boogie

Pocket full of rhythm and blues

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long

I got holes in both of my shoes

Been walkin' 'round in this old town so long

I got holes in both of my shoes

I been walkin' 'round in this old town so long

I got holes in both of my shoes