Ode To Peggy¡¯s lyrics

(Lyrics: J. Harte, Music: B. Walker)

On Georgia¡¯s highway 20, way out in the country,
The boys would go to have a good time.
My grandpa used to tell me when he was just a young man,
Good lovin¡¯ wasn¡¯t easy to find, so they¡¯d head on out to Peggy¡¯s,
Where the pretties would be standin¡¯ in line.

The place was always cookin¡¯,
While them wild eyed boys were lookin¡¯ at the shortest skirts they¡¯d ever seen.
Hangin¡¯ on the moves of those foxy, floozy, hoochie-coos, shakin¡¯, shakin¡¯ everything.
Five bucks and you could take a change on dancin¡¯ 15 rounds in the ring.

Hidey, hidey, ho, get the boys and let¡¯s go.
In and out and round, and round at Peggy¡¯s shake a leg show.
Where the honey¡¯s are the hottest and the kisses are sweet.
Rock n roll you through the night if you can handle the heat.
Bring your money, pick a honey, let¡¯s get funky at the shake a leg show.
Let¡¯s go!

You can shake it if you want to, you can do it ¡®till the morning.
At the show, look at them go.
We¡¯re gonna tap the keg, we¡¯re gonna get some leg.

I heard that Peggy¡¯s still around, livin¡¯ somewhere out of town.
Got a little house on the beach, her place has been long forgotten.
But I¡¯m sure her memories are still sweet.
Grandpa says she might be old, but I bet she can still turn up the heat.
Oh, oh, oh, oh¡­..

(Chorus)

(**We laughed so hard typing these up, we thought we were gonna pass out.** LOL)