(Words & music by Mark James)
  I remember as a child I used to hear
  Music that they played Lord with a feel'
  Some call it folk, some call it soul
  People let me tell you it was rock and roll
    I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
  Every day when I got home I turned on my radio
    Listening to the music that my idols made
  I knew every single record the DJ's played
  A honky tonk a Hound Dog, a Johnny B. Goode
  Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood
    I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
  I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
    I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass
  But the younger generation knew it would last
  Time's gone by, the beat goes on
  But every time I hear it Lord it takes me home
    I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
  Every day when I got home I turned on my radio
    Mother played recordings of Beethoven's Fifth
  Mozart's sonatas down the classical Liszt
  My papa loved to listen to his country songs
  While I was in the back room rockin' on
    I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
  I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
    I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
  I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
  I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul