Tommy went to school down in Selma, Alabama Where football will always reign king. All his folks worried, one day he would starve, Living dreams through his six-string machine. Then Tommy started doing good Found himself in Hollywood Picking on the silver screen. Though he never threw a pass All the girls dig his class And the record people think he's a smash. So rock on, Let your heart be handy with a song. Don't ever let go Of those dreams that you hold As the river of life rolls on, Baby rock on Tammy was a waitress in Morgantown Kentucky Where table tips were always a dime. All the neighbors told her you better settle down Get a man cause her dreams wouldn't fly She took her pilots test Now her neighbors can rest She's flying with the big boys now Hey the tables have turned A lesson is learned That dreams don't have to crash and burn. So rock on, Let your heart be handy with a song. Don't ever let go Of those dreams that you hold As the river of life rolls on, Baby rock on Tammy flew a plane out of Southern California Tommy had a ticket onboard She never heard his records But she kinda liked his smile She never felt this way before She flies her own plane Tommy picks his six-string They're making all their dreams come true Now there ain't no question They were always destined To find that magic thing called love So rock on, Let your heart be handy with a song. Don't ever let go Of those dreams that you hold As the river of life rolls on, Baby rock on