Dirty Sounds

G7 When I was a little boy So far away from here My daddy was a serviceman He thought I could be him He was an honest communist My mommy was a teacher I tried to be a good boy man But dad was such a preacher He hated sounds of rock-n-roll He called them "boo, boo, boo" And only when I was alone I turned on my radio I didn't know my English They were just magic sounds I banged my head on my piano When music was around B I was getting wild C D# G7 When I heard those Dirty Sounds B I was getting wild C D# G7 When I heard those Dirty Sounds I didn't wanna be a soldier I didn't wanna fight at all All I need is my guitar And sweet, sweet rock-n-roll I ran away from daddy's home Let my hair grow long I put together a rocking band My love was just a song I was getting wild When I did those Dirty Sounds I was getting wild When I did those Dirty Sounds So many years have passed And I've become a star My daddy's telling on TV He bought my first guitar Well, everthing is legal now Big changes in the world I keep my music from the past It's reel-to-real Rock-N-Roll I was getting wild When I did those Dirty Sounds I was getting wild When I did those Dirty Sounds