Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Conway Twitty
Well, come on baby, well come on down
To the rockingest juke joint in this town
Rockhouse
Hey yeah-yeah-yes rockhouse
Well-a-house, rock-rockhouse
From coast to coast, man it's the most
Rockhouse
Well-a-house, rock-rockhouse
Well, there ain't nothing this joint ain't got
Well, the lights are low and the music's hot
Rockhouse
Hey yeah-yeah-yes rockhouse
Well-a-house, rock-rockhouse
Man it's a truly keen, well it's a hepcat's dream
Rockhouse
Well-a-housе, rock-rockhouse
Well, you knock at the window thеn you tap at the door
Then you kick off your shoes and you rock some more
Rockhouse
Yeah-yeah-yes rockhouse
Well-a-house, rock-rockhouse
Man it's a truly keen, well it's a hepcat's dream
Rockhouse
Well-a-house, rock-rockhouse
Well, if you feel that you need a little rhythm in your soul
Then come to the house of rock 'n' roll
Rockhouse
Hey yeah-yeah-yes rockhouse
Well-a-house, rock-rockhouse
Well, if you're feeling blue, come on down to the rockhouse
Rockhouse
Well-a-house, rock-rockhouse
Rock House was written by Conway Twitty.