Sometimes I get to missing
When we were strictly rock and roll
We didn't know no better than to play all night
We were subject to lose control
And play too loud
And run off the crowd
We didn't have much of a repertoire
Just a few licks that we could steal
We didn't know but a couple of chords
But we played 'em both with feel
And it felt unreal
Yes, it felt unreal
Nothing fancy
Strictly R and R
Strictly rock (Strictly rock)
Strictly roll (Strictly roll)
Whoa, solid gold
Simple music (Simple music)
Straight from the heart
Strictly unrefined, genuine R and R
Whoa, show 'em, son
We've been through a lot of changes
And we've learned a lot of things
The guitar players learned how to play
And the singers have learned to sing
State of the art
Got an album on the charts
State of the art
Harmony in four parts, ooh
Now that we've hit the big time
Sometimes a good feel is hard to find
And I can't help but thinkin'
We might have left a little something behind
Have we gone too far
From strictly R and R?
Have we lost the soul
Of strictly rock and roll?
Strictly rock (Strictly rock)
Strictly roll (Strictly roll)
Whoa, solid gold
Simple music (Simple music)
Straight from the heart
Strictly unrefined, genuine R and R, yeah, yeah
Strictly rock (Strictly rock)
Strictly roll (Strictly roll)
Whoa, solid gold
Simple music (Simple music)
Straight from the heart
Strictly unrefined, genuine R and R
Let me talk to you
