Video Description: Blue gene baby, Skinny white sailor, the chances were slender, The beauties were brief, Shall I mourn you decline with some Thunderbird wine, And a black handkerchief? I miss your sad Virginia whisper, I miss the voice that called my heart. Sweet gene Vincent, Young and old and gone, Sweet gene Vincent. Who, who, who slapped john? White face, black shirt, White socks, black shoes, Black hair, white star, Bled white, died black. Sweet gene Vincent, Let the blue roll tonight, At the sock hop ball in the union hall, Where the bop is there delight. Here come duck-tailed Danny dragging Uncanny Annie, She's tehone with the flying feet, You can break the peace daddy sickle grease, The beat is reet complete, And you jump back honey in the dungarees, Tight sweater and a pony tail, Will you guess her age when she comes back stage? The hoodlums bite their nails. Black gloves, white frost, Black crepe, white lead, White sheet, black knight, Jet black, dead white. Sweet gene Vincent, There's one in every town, And the devil drives 'till the hearse arrives, And you lay that pistol down. Sweet gene Vincent, There's nowhere left to hide, With lazy skin and ash-tray eyes, A perforated pride. So farewell mademoiselle, knicker-bocker hotel, Farewell to money owed, But when your leg still hurts and you need more shirts, You got to get back on the road.