I re^Cmember when rock was young, me and ^EmSusie had so much fun. Holding ^Fhands and skimmin stones,

we had an ^Gold gold Chevy and a place of our own. But the ^Cbiggest kick I ever got,

was doin a ^Emthang called the crocodile rock. While the ^Fother kids were rockin round the clock,

we were ^Ghoppin an boppin to the crocodile rock.

Well ^Amcrocodile rockin is something shockin, when your^D7 feet just can't keep still.

^G7I never knew me a better time, and I ^Cguess I never will. ^AOh lawdy mama, those friday nights,

when ^D7Susie wore her dresses tight, ^G7and the crocodile rockin was out of ^Csight.

^CLaa, la, la la, la, ^Emlaa. La, la, la, la, ^Flaa. La, la, la, la, ^Glaa.

But the ^Cyears went by and the rock just died. ^EmSusie went and left us for a foreign guy.

^FLong nights crying by the record machine, ^Gdreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans.

But they'll ^Cnever kill the thrills we got, burning ^Emup to the crocodile rock.

Learning ^Ffast as the weeks went past, we really ^Gthought the crocodile rock would last.