You don't need no high IQ
To get right down and sing the blues
If you're down, here's what to do;
Me and my guitar will sing for you

Oh, little Rachel, oh
Oh, little Rachel, oh
Oh, little Rachel, oh
Oh, little Rachel, oh

I got a box and an old whisk broom
We gonna rock around the room
When my guitar plays this tune,
We gonna dance to the light of the moon

Chorus

What you feel, that ain't no jive
The get down sound makes you feel alive

Chorus

Push it, little Rachel, push it
Push it, little Rachel, push it

Pull it, little Rachel, pull it
Pull it, little Rachel, pull it