Biography:
Frank Foster (September 23, 1928 – July 26, 2011) was an American tenor and soprano saxophonist, flautist, arranger, and composer. Foster collaborated frequently with Count Basie and worked as a bandleader from the early 1950s.
Foster was born in Cincinnati, Ohio, and educated at Wilberforce University. In 1949, he moved to Detroit, Michigan, where he joined the local jazz scene, playing with musicians such as Wardell Gray. Drafted into the US Army in 1951, Foster served in Korea with the 7th Infantry Division.
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[Intro]
A D
[Verse 1]
A
Well it's a Saturday night down in Dixie
D A
Shots full of rhythm and whiskey
A D
And what do you know it's time to play
A
Grab your boots and jump off the tour bus
D A
There's a rowdy crowd waiting on us
A D
Somebody show me to the stage
A
Give me the mic put me in the spotlight
D A
Because everybody came here to get right
A D
And them blue collar boys just got paid
[Chorus]
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
A
And flyin on down the highway
[Verse 2]
A
We came to give you more for your money
D A
Southern rock and some outlaw country
A D
And don't forget about my solid gold
A
That ole underground crown has been tooken
D A
I got music like mommas home cooking
A D
Lord it just feels good in your soul
A D
So turn it on and crank it up to twelve son
D A
We gonna kick like daddy's ole pump gun
A D
Get paid then we gettin on down the road
[Chorus]
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
A
Then flyin on down the highway
G D A
We'll be rockin till the break of day-hey
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
A
Then flyin on down the highway
[Solo]
A D A D E A D A D
[Verse 3]
A
Hey there mister bartender
D A
A roughneck don't need a blender
A D
Son pop a top on something cold
A D
And grab a few for me and the fella's
D A
And that gal in the sunshine yellow
A D
With a thousand eyes that are out of control
A
And if she needs to get her another
A7/G D/F#
Cause later on down a dirt road brother
D/F# D7
I'm gonna take her to a spot that nobody knows
[Chorus]
G D
Rock with her to the break of day
A G D A
Then fly on down the highway
G D A
We'll be rockin till the break of day-hey
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
N.C.
Then flyin on down the highway
A D
[Verse 1]
A
Well it's a Saturday night down in Dixie
D A
Shots full of rhythm and whiskey
A D
And what do you know it's time to play
A
Grab your boots and jump off the tour bus
D A
There's a rowdy crowd waiting on us
A D
Somebody show me to the stage
A
Give me the mic put me in the spotlight
D A
Because everybody came here to get right
A D
And them blue collar boys just got paid
[Chorus]
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
A
And flyin on down the highway
[Verse 2]
A
We came to give you more for your money
D A
Southern rock and some outlaw country
A D
And don't forget about my solid gold
A
That ole underground crown has been tooken
D A
I got music like mommas home cooking
A D
Lord it just feels good in your soul
A D
So turn it on and crank it up to twelve son
D A
We gonna kick like daddy's ole pump gun
A D
Get paid then we gettin on down the road
[Chorus]
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
A
Then flyin on down the highway
G D A
We'll be rockin till the break of day-hey
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
A
Then flyin on down the highway
[Solo]
A D A D E A D A D
[Verse 3]
A
Hey there mister bartender
D A
A roughneck don't need a blender
A D
Son pop a top on something cold
A D
And grab a few for me and the fella's
D A
And that gal in the sunshine yellow
A D
With a thousand eyes that are out of control
A
And if she needs to get her another
A7/G D/F#
Cause later on down a dirt road brother
D/F# D7
I'm gonna take her to a spot that nobody knows
[Chorus]
G D
Rock with her to the break of day
A G D A
Then fly on down the highway
G D A
We'll be rockin till the break of day-hey
G D
We'll be rockin till the break of day
N.C.
Then flyin on down the highway
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