Smack Dab In The Middle

Ray Bryant · Gotta Travel On [2007]

Pick me a town in any clime

Where people like a rockin time

And stay awake both day and night

Till everybody's feelin good an' right



Then throw me (smack dab in the middle)

I wanna be (smack dab in the middle)

Ahhhhh, smack dab in the middle, boys now

So I can rock and roll to satisfy my soul



Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill

Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill

A ten room house, some Bar B Q

And fifty chicks not over twenty-two



Then throw me (smack dab in the middle)

Oh, I wanna be (smack dab in the middle)

Ahhhhh, now boys you can see why

I wanna be smack dab in the middle now

So I can rock and roll to satisfy my soul



One hundred beds with chorus girls

A street that's paved with natural pearls

A wagon load of bonds and stocks

Then open up the door at Fort Knox



Then throw me (smack dab in the middle)

I wanna be (smack dab in the middle)

Ahhhhh, now listen boys throw me

Smack dab in the middle right now

So Ray can rock and roll to satisfy his soul



That's all right!



A lot of bread and gangs of meat

Oodles of butter and somethin sweet

Gallons of coffee to wash it down

Bicarbonated soda by the pound



Then throw me (smack dab in the middle)

I picture it (smack dab in the middle)

Ah, throw me now, smack dab in the middle right now

So I can rock and roll to satisfy my soul



Alright!