(Carl Perkins - Howard Curly Griffin)

Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues
It must be goin' round
All my friends are boppin' the blues
And it must be goin' round
I love you baby but I must be rhythm bound.

Well, the doctor told me boy
You don't need no pills
Yeah that doctor told me son
You don't need no pills
Just a handful of nickels
And a jukebox will cure your ills.

Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues
And it must be goin' round
All them cats are boppin' the blues
And it must be goin' round
I love you baby but I must be rhythm bound.

Well, the cat bug bit me man
I don't feel no pain
Yeah, that jitter bug caught me man
I don't feel no pain
I still love you baby
But I'll never be the same, yeah.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, all them cats are boppin' the blues
It must be goin' round
All my friends are boppi' the blues
And it must be goin' round
I love you baby but I must be rhythm bound.

Well, rock bop rhythm'n blues
Rock, bop rhythm'n blues baby
Dock, bop rhythm'n blues
Rock, bop rhythm'n blues
Rhythm'n blues it must be goin' round...