(words & music by mark james) I remember as a child i used to hear Music that they played lord with a feel' Some call it folk, some call it soul People let me tell you it was rock and roll I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul Every day when i got home i turned on my radio Listening to the music that my idols made I knew every single record the dj's played A honky tonk a hound dog, a johnny b. goode Chain gang, love is strange, knock on wood I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul I was born to love the beat i was made for rock and roll I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pa** But the younger generation knew it would last Time's gone by, the beat goes on But every time i hear it lord it takes me home I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul Every day when i got home i turned on my radio Mother played recordings of beethoven's fifth Mozart's sonatas down the cla**ical liszt My papa loved to listen to his country songs While i was in the back room rockin' on I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul I was born to love the beat i was made for rock and roll I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul I was born to love the beat i was made for rock and roll I was raised on rock, i got rhythm in my soul