Back when Poppa had a pompadour
And Momma wore long skirts
He told her he’d love her
Even if love hurts

Back when Elvis shocked the radio
And made the young girls scream
I was an idea
No more than a dream

(Chorus)
I was born too late to be there
For the birth of rock and roll
But I grew up to it
And I can do it
That music’s in my soul

They say I crawled in time to Don’t Be Cruel
And crooned Heartbreak Hotel
They bought me a pair of blue suede shoes
My dancing cast a spell

I tore up the place to Jailhouse Rock
And even learned to sneer
The music seeped into me
Deeper every year

(Chorus)
I was born too late to be there
For the birth of rock and roll
But I grew up to it
And I can do it
That music’s in my soul

(Bridge)
I sang for friends and family
My little voice in demand
Then came 1964
Mom and Pop couldn’t understand
I wouldn’t sing those Elvis songs
Anymore
’Cause nothing beat
I Want to Hold Your Hand

(Final Chorus)
I was born too late to be there
For the birth of rock and roll
Then the Beatles renewed it
And I still do it
That music’s in my soul
(2X)