I'm a former member of several bands across the country, have been writing songs for 30 years and making home-grown productions for about 25 years. I have been dabbling with a more diverse songwriting style and I am always looking to add something interesting to this Soundclick page. I am a lover of music (but not all music) and will not be boxed into one certain style. I hope you like this as much as I do because my soul is bleeding all over this page....rock on......
Story behind the song
a long story but it's for Uncle Carmen who always says he misses his Rolling Rock but can't have it due to his medication.
Lyrics
Rolling Rock
By Kevin S. Dunn
I get so sentimental thinking back on early times
Back to the time before light beer, before we passed our primes
We would go and get some rocks, yeah we would get a bunch
Cool, green and tasty like an instant liquid lunch
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I miss it anyhow
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I think about it round the clock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, It sure would be good now
I like it in the bottles, I like it in the cans
I like the way it feels so wet and cold there in my hands
To sip it or to guzzle, it’s Heaven either way
The ponies or the regular will brighten up your day
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I miss it anyhow
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I think about it round the clock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, It sure would be good now
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I think I’m gonna cry
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I dream about it when I sleep
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, It sure does get me high
Forget about your troubles and have a case on ice
One or two or three or four will get you feelin’ nice
An emerald a jewel among the ordinary beer
It can make you more intelligent and take away your fear
I like to get two Rolling Rocks and put one in each hand
and drink them simultaneously just because I can
I like to fill the bath tub up with cold and foamy Rock
Then jump into the tub and use the beer to wash my Rock with me now…
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I miss it anyhow
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I think about it round the clock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, It sure would be good now
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock, my Rolling Rock
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I think I’m gonna cry
Boy I sure miss my Rolling Rock, I dream about it when I sleep
Yea I sure miss my Rolling Rock, It sure does get me high
