Wham Bam, Sam

Well I went on up to Memphis and I walked in the bar
Ordered my whiskey and I says «I've come far
Up the Mississippi on the Delta Queen
My name is Wham Bam Sam, drumming king from New Orleans.»
That’s right, and I’ve been summoned here, by the owner
Now you tell him old Wham Bam Sam has come to his rescue
Well, then I had a drink with the leader of the band
And he told me 'bout the problems that they had had
He said «Sam, our drummer just don’t roll no more
You’re gonna see what I mean when the girls come out and do their show.»
Alright
I see what you mean. I’m gonna fix that problem
All the girls come out and dance and then it got mad
'cause the drummer missed a beat just like he always had
They would bump and grind, but he would drag on slow
I got my sticks and I sat down, I said: «Let me show you how it goes.»
I guess New Orleans is famous for all of its horns
But you’ve got to have a drum if you want to march along
Hey all you saints looking for Heaven’s stairs
You need old Wham Bam Sam, the drumming king to lead you there
Let’s go, boys
And girls too
My name is Wham Bam Sam, the drumming king of New Orleans
This song ain’t for radio or TV
This song is just for my friends and me
Hey all you saints looking for Heaven’s stairs
You got Wham Bam Sam, the drumming king to lead you there
All right girls, Showtime