Conway Twitty – Whole Lotta Shakin’ Going On

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In the realm of rock and roll, there are certain songs that transcend time and genre, becoming anthems that resonate with generations of listeners. “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” by Conway Twitty is one such timeless classic, a song that has captivated audiences with its infectious energy and irresistible rhythm since its release in 1958.

Penned by Jerry Lee Lewis and Carl Perkins, “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” epitomizes the raw, untamed spirit of early rock and roll. The song’s lyrics are simple yet evocative, painting a vivid picture of a man overcome by the power of music and the thrill of the dance floor. “I can’t sit still,” Twitty sings, his voice brimming with excitement, “I can’t help but shake.”

Twitty’s rendition of “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” is nothing short of electrifying. His powerful vocals, fueled by a blend of rockabilly swagger and country soul, perfectly capture the song’s frenetic energy. The driving beat, punctuated by Jerry Byrd’s stinging guitar licks, sets the stage for a wild and uninhibited dance party.

Released as a single in 1960, “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” quickly climbed the charts, reaching number five on the Billboard Hot 100. The song’s success propelled Twitty into the national spotlight, solidifying his status as a rising star in the rock and roll scene.

Beyond its commercial success, “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” left an indelible mark on the landscape of rock and roll. The song’s influence can be heard in countless artists who followed in Twitty’s footsteps, from Elvis Presley to Bruce Springsteen. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal and its ability to capture the essence of rock and roll’s raw, untamed spirit.

“Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” is more than just a song; it’s an experience, an invitation to let loose and embrace the uninhibited joy of rock and roll. With its infectious energy, irresistible rhythm, and Conway Twitty’s captivating vocals, “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On” remains a true rock and roll classic, a song that continues to ignite dance floors and stir emotions decades after its release.

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Lyric

(Shake sahe shake shake)

Well I said come along my baby whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on
(Shake sake shake shake)
Yeah come on over my baby baby don’t you know you can’t go wrong
(Shake sake shake shake)
Come on over oh whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on

Well I said come along my baby we got chickens in the barn
Yeah come on over my baby honey we got that ol’ bull by the horn
Bringin’ ao over oh whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on

Yeah we gonna shake make it shake ah shake make it shake
Oh oh oh oh little baby make it shake
Come on over and we gotta whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on
Let’s go let’s go one time

Well I said come along my baby whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on
(Shake sake shake shake)
Yeah come on over here honey baby don’t you know you can’t go wrong
(Shake sake shake shake)
Come on over oh whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on

Ah easy now
Shake it ouooh ah shake make it shake
I said come along my baby whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on
Let’s get real ol’ time one more time
Come on shake ah baby shake ah ha ha ha ha
Yeah come on baby make it shake
Oh baby you know what I like
Let’s go let’s go one time
Let’s shake it baby shake come on shake make it shake
Oh oh oh little baby make it shake
Come on over we gotta whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on yeah

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