Woodland Rock Lyrics

Words & Music by Marc Bolan
Recorded by T.Rex, 1971

There's a man on the corner,
Got his head in his hat.
He dances like a gypsy,
So he must be where it's at.

Do the rock.
Do the woodland rock.
Let it all hang out,
Everybody shout,
Do the rock - do the woodland rock.

The wind is the thing,
That makes the body swing,
It brings you up and takes you down
And treats you like a king.

Do the rock.
Do the woodland rock.
Let it all hang out,
Everybody shout,
Do the rock - do the woodland rock.

Met a little momma,
She was sweet, she was gone,
She's got legs like a railroad,
Face like a song.

Do the rock.
Do the woodland rock.
Let it all hang out,
Everybody shout,
Do the rock - do the woodland rock.
Oh yeah.
Ohhh.

Wind is in the willows,
My house is up a tree,
The seas of change are flowing,
I want everybody free.

To do the rock - do the woodland rock.
Let it all hang out,
Everybody shout,
Do the rock - do the woodland rock.

Met a little momma,
She was sweet, she was gone,
She's got legs like a railroad,
Face like a song.

Do the rock.
Do the woodland rock.
Let it all hang out,
Everybody shout,
Do the rock - do the woodland rock.

Ally bally bash bam,
Rock-a-billy boom.

Do the rock.
Do the woodland rock,
Let it all hang out,
Everybody shout,
Do the rock - do the woodland rock.
Oh yeah.

Let it all hang out,
Everybody shout,
Do the rock - do the woodland rock.
Oh yeah.

Ally bally bash bam,
Rock-a-billy boom