(Driscoll)      She was wild, as a raging river   She was free as an earth blown wind   Rock and roll queen, rock and roll queen   Wow, wow, rock, rock, rock, rock      Her Daddy was a stud-dealing gentleman, known as the Golden Hand   Mama was a good-timing lady, ran off with a travelling man   At fourteen she became a woman, Lord, Lord, Lord, how it made her weep   And the only family she ever knew was the people out on the street, that's right      They said, wow, she's a soul-singing woman   She gets high with a rock and roll band   Wow she can sing with the guitar strumming   People, I swear you're gonna believe it's a hundred-piece band   Hey now, now, now      She made it for a while   As a flower child    On the streets of the old San Fran   Then she made her pitch just a-singing the blues with a hard rocking acid band   Her name up in lights,    From the gutter to the heights   Lord, it must have been a dream   And the people came from miles and miles around   Just to watch that rock and roll queen      You know what they said - they said   They said, wow, she's a soul-singing woman   She gets high with a rock and roll band   She can sing with the guitar strumming   I swear you're gonna believe    Swear you're gonna believe it's a hundred-piece band      Can't you hear the beat of the music   Lord don't it sound like thunder   Jimmy's got his guitar   Louie's playing that trumpet   Otis Redding sings a sad, sad song   Now, now, now, now, now, now   I can hear the lady singing now      Wow, she's a soul-singing woman   She gets high with a rock and roll band   She can sing with the guitar strumming   I swear you're gonna believe   People, yes you're going to believe   I know that you're going to believe ...      Wow, she's a soul-singing woman   Wow, she's a soul-singing woman   Wow, she's a soul-singing woman   She gets high .......