(Driscoll)



She was wild, as a raging river

She was free as an earth blown wind

Rock and roll queen, rock and roll queen

Wow, wow, rock, rock, rock, rock



Her Daddy was a stud-dealing gentleman, known as the Golden Hand

Mama was a good-timing lady, ran off with a travelling man

At fourteen she became a woman, Lord, Lord, Lord, how it made her weep

And the only family she ever knew was the people out on the street, that's right



They said, wow, she's a soul-singing woman

She gets high with a rock and roll band

Wow she can sing with the guitar strumming

People, I swear you're gonna believe it's a hundred-piece band

Hey now, now, now



She made it for a while

As a flower child 

On the streets of the old San Fran

Then she made her pitch just a-singing the blues with a hard rocking acid band

Her name up in lights, 

From the gutter to the heights

Lord, it must have been a dream

And the people came from miles and miles around

Just to watch that rock and roll queen



You know what they said - they said

They said, wow, she's a soul-singing woman

She gets high with a rock and roll band

She can sing with the guitar strumming

I swear you're gonna believe 

Swear you're gonna believe it's a hundred-piece band



Can't you hear the beat of the music

Lord don't it sound like thunder

Jimmy's got his guitar

Louie's playing that trumpet

Otis Redding sings a sad, sad song

Now, now, now, now, now, now

I can hear the lady singing now



Wow, she's a soul-singing woman

She gets high with a rock and roll band

She can sing with the guitar strumming

I swear you're gonna believe

People, yes you're going to believe

I know that you're going to believe ...



Wow, she's a soul-singing woman

Wow, she's a soul-singing woman

Wow, she's a soul-singing woman

She gets high .......