Went down to New Orleans at the Golden Goose
I grabbed a green-eyed dolly that was on the loose
Well I dig that music, well she said "me too"
I said "pretty baby come on and let's do"
The Dixieland rock (Dixieland rock)
Well the Dixieland rock (Dixieland rock)
Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland rock with me
With the blue light shinin' on her swingin' hips
She got the drummer so nervous that he lost his sticks
The cornet player hit a note thats flat
The trombone hit him while the poor cat sat
The Dixieland rock (Dixieland rock)
Well the Dixieland rock (Dixieland rock)
Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland rock with me
Now I was all pooped out and when the clock struck four
But she said, "no daddy can't leave the floor"
She wore a clingin' dress that fit so tight
She couldn't sit down so we danced all night
The Dixieland rock (Dixieland rock)
Well the Dixieland rock (Dixieland rock)
Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland rock with me
Let your hair down sugar, shake it free
And do the Dixieland rock with me