Introduction

“Ready Teddy” is an iconic rock ‘n’ roll song that took the music world by storm when it was performed by the legendary Elvis Presley. With its infectious rhythm and electrifying energy, the song became an instant classic and an integral part of Presley’s musical legacy. In this article, we will delve into the history of “Ready Teddy” and explore fascinating insights about both the song and the artist behind it.

 

Did You Know?

  • “Ready Teddy” was originally written by Little Richard, a pioneer of rock and roll, and it was first recorded in 1956.
  • Elvis Presley’s cover of “Ready Teddy” was part of his self-titled second studio album, released in 1956. The album marked a crucial moment in the early evolution of rock ‘n’ roll music.
  • Elvis Presley, often referred to as the “King of Rock and Roll,” was known for his dynamic stage presence, distinctive voice, and influence on popular culture. He remains one of the best-selling solo artists in the history of recorded music.

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Lyrics: Ready Teddy  

Ready set go man go
I got a gal that I love so

I’m rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
I’m rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
I’m rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
Rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy to
Rock’n’roll

Going down to the corner
Pick up my sweetie pie
She’s my rock’n’roll baby
She’s the apple of my eye, ’cause

Flat top cats and the dungaree dolls
Are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball
The joint is really jumping
The cats are going wild
The music really sends me
I dig that crazy style ’cause

Gonna kick off my shoes
Roll up my faded jeans
Grab my rock’n’roll baby
Pour on the steam
I shuffle to the left
I shuffle to the right
I’m gonna rock’n’roll
Till the early early night ’cause

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