The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing.
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds sing.
Let's rock, oh baby, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock.
Spider murphy on the tenor saxophone,
Little joes a blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang.
Let's rock,
(Rock, rock)
Oh baby, let's rock.
(Rock the jail. Rock, rockin the jailhouse)
Everybody in the whole cell block
Will be dancin' to the jailhouse rock.
#47 said to #3
(You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see)
(I sure would be delighted with your company)
(Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me)
Lets rock!
(Rock, rock, rock)
Oh baby lets rock
(Rock the jail. Rock, rockin the jailhouse)
Everybody in the whole cell block
Will be dancin' to the jailhouse rock.
Ensemble: The sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weepin' all alone.
The warden said, hey, buddy, don't you be no square
Chad: If you cant find a parter use a wooden chair!
(Lets rock, rock, rock, rock)
Oh baby, lets rock!
(Rock... Rock, rock)
Everybody in the whole cell block
All: Was dancin' to the jailhouse rock.
*Dance Break*
(Rock, rock, rock, rock)
*Cont. Dance break*
(Rock, rock, rock, rock)
Ensemble: Let's rock, oh baby, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Will be dancin'...
Will be dancin'...
Dancin' to the jailhouse...
Dancin' to the jailhouse...
Dancin' to the jailhouse...
Rock!