The Beach Boys – Crocodile Rock (Guitar)
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Chords
[Intro]
F# A#m B C#
[Verse 1]
F# A#m I remember when rock was young, me and Susie had so much fun B Holdin' hands and skimmin stones, C# had an old gold Chevy and a place of our own F# But the biggest kick I ever got, A#m was doin' a thing called the crocodile rock B While the other kids were rockin' round the clock, C# we were hoppin' an boppin' to the crocodile rock
[Chorus]
F# Well, crocodile rockin' is somethin' shockin, D#m when your feet just can't keep still. B C# I never knew me a better time, and I guess I never will. F# Oh lawdy mama, those Friday nights, D#m when Susie wore her dresses tight, B C# and the crocodile rockin' was out of sight.
[Post-Chorus]
F# D#m Laa, la, la la, la, laa B C# la, la, la, la, laa la, la, la, la, laa
[Verse 2]
F# But the years went by and the rock just died. A#m Susie went and left us for a foreign guy. B Long nights crying by the record machine, C# dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans. F# But they'll never kill the thrills we got, A#m burning up to the crocodile rock. B Learning fast as the weeks went past, C# we really thought the crocodile rock would last.
[Chorus]
F# Well, crocodile rockin' is somethin' shockin, D#m when your feet just can't keep still. B C# I never knew me a better time, and I guess I never will. F# Oh lawdy mama, those Friday nights, D#m when Susie wore her dresses tight, B C# and the crocodile rockin' was out of sight.
[Post-Chorus]
F# D#m Laa, la, la la, la, laa B C# la, la, la, la, laa la, la, la, la, laa
[Verse 1]
F# A#m I remember when rock was young, me and Susie had so much fun B Holdin' hands and skimmin stones, C# had an old gold Chevy and a place of our own F# But the biggest kick I ever got, A#m was doin' a thing called the crocodile rock B While the other kids were rockin' round the clock, C# we were hoppin' an boppin' to the crocodile rock
[Chorus]
F# Well, crocodile rockin' is somethin' shockin, D#m when your feet just can't keep still. B C# I never knew me a better time, and I guess I never will. F# Oh lawdy mama, those Friday nights, D#m when Susie wore her dresses tight, B C# and the crocodile rockin' was out of sight.
[Post-Chorus]
F# D#m Laa, la, la la, la, laa B C# la, la, la, la, laa la, la, la, la, laa