Posts Tagged ‘CHUCK BERRY’

ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC

Rock and roll music
Just let me hear some of that
rock and roll music,
any old way you choose it;
it’s got a back beat, you can’t lose it,
any old time you use it.
it’s gotta be rock and roll music,
if you want to dance with me,
if you want to dance with me.
I’ve got no kick againt modern jazz,
unless they try to play it too darn fast;
and change the beauty of the melody,
until they sounded like a symphony,
that’s why i go for that
rock and roll music …
I took my loved one over cross the tracks
so she can hear my man await a sax,
i must admit the have a rockin’ band,
man they were going like a hurricane
that’s why i go for that
rock and roll music …..
Way down south they gave a jubilee,
the jockey folks they had a jamboree,
they’re drinkin’ homebrew from a water cup,
the folks dancin’ they all got shook up
and started playin’ that
rock and roll music ….
Don’t care to hear ‘em play a tango,
i’m in the mood to dig a mambo;
it’s way to early for a congo,
so keep a rockin’ that piano
so i can hear some of that
rock and roll music …

REELIN AND ROCKIN

Reelin’ and rockin’

Some-times i will, then again i think i won’t.
some-times i will, then again i think i won’t.
some- times i do, then again i think i don’t.
Well, i looked at my watch it was nine twenty one
’twas at a rock ‘n’ roll dance havin’ nothin’ but fun.
we were rollin’ reelin’ and a- rockin’.
we were reelin’ and a- rockin’ and rollin’ till the break of dawn
Well, i looked at my watch, it was nine thirty-two,
there’s nothin’ i’d rather do than dance with you.
we were rollin’, reelin’ and a-rockin’…
Well, i looked at my watch, it was nine forty-three,
and every time i’d spin, she’d spin with me.
we were reelin’, reelin’ and a-rockin’, …)
Well, i looked at my watch, it was nine fifty-four,
i said, "dance ballerina girl, go, go, go! "
we were rollin, reelin’ and a-rockin’ …
Well, i looked at my watch, it was ten o-five,
man, i didn’t know whether i was dead or alive!
but i was rollin’, reelin’ and a-rockin’….
Well, i looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-six,
but i’m a keep on dancin’ till i got my kicks!
we were reelin’, reelin’ and a- rockin’…..
Well, i looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-eight,
i gotta get my kicks before it gets too late!
we were reelin’, reelin’ and a- rockin’ ….
Well, i looked at my watch, it was ten twenty-nine,
i had to hold her hand, she was still holdin’ mine!
we were reelin’, reelin’ and a-rockin’. ….
Well, i looked at my watch, and to my surprise,
i was dancin’ with a woman who was twice my size!
we were reelin’, reelin’ and a-rockin’. …..
Well, i looked at my watch, and it was time to go,
the band leader said, "we ain’t playin’ no mo’ ! "
we were reelin’, reelin’, and a-rockin’….

CAROL

Carol
Oh carol, don’t let him steal your heart away
i’m gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day
Climb into my machine so we can cruise on out
i know a swingin’ little joint where we can jump and shout
it’s not too far back off the highway, not so long a ride
you park your car out in the open, you can walk inside
a little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, ma’am
every time you make the scene you find the joint is jammed
Oh carol, don’t let him steal your heart away
i’m gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day
And if you wanna hear some music like the boys are playin’
hold tight, pat your foot, don’t let ‘em carry it away
don’t let the heat overcome you when they play so loud
oh, don’t the music intrigue you when they get a crowd
you can’t dance, i know you wish you could
i got my eyes on you baby, ’cause you dance so good
Oh carol, don’t let him steal your heart away
i’m gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day
Don’t let him steal your heart away
i’ve got to learn to dance if it takes you all night and day
oh carol

ROLL OVER BEETHOVEN

Roll over beethoven
I’m gonna write a little letter,
gonna mail it to my local dj.
it’s a rockin’ rhythm record
i want my jockey to play.
roll over beethoven, i gotta hear it again today.
You know, my temperature’s risin’
and the jukebox blows a fuse.
my heart’s beatin’ rhythm
and my soul keeps on singin’ the blues.
roll over beethoven and tell tschaikowsky the news.
I got the rockin’ pneumonia,
i need a shot of rhythm and blues.
i think i’m rollin’ arthiritis
sittin’ down by the rhythm review.
roll over beethoven rockin’ in two by two.
Well, if you feel you like it
go get your lover, then reel and rock it.
roll it over and move on up just
a trifle further and reel and rock it,
roll it over,
roll over beethoven rockin’ in two by two.
Well, early in the mornin’ i’m a-givin’ you a warnin’
don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.
hey diddle diddle, i am playin’ my fiddle,
ain’t got nothin’ to lose.
roll over beethoven and tell tschaikowsky the news.
You know she wiggles like a glow worm,
dance like a spinnin’ top.
she got a crazy partner,
oughta see ‘em reel and rock.
long as she got a dime the music will never stop.
Roll over beethoven,
roll over beethoven,
roll over beethoven,
roll over beethoven,
roll over beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues.

SWEET LITTLE ROCK AND ROLL

Sweet little rock and rollerchuck berryshe’d 9 years old and sweet as she can beall dressed up like a downtown christmas treedancin’ and hummin’ a rock-roll melodyshe’s the daughter of a well-respected manwho taught her how to judge and understandsince she became a rock-roll music fansweet little rock and roller, sweet little rock and rollerher daddy don’t have to scold her, her mother can’t hardly hold hershe never gets any older, sweet little rock and roller(instrumental)should’ve seen her eyes when the band began to playand the famous singers sang and barred awaywhen the stars performed, she screamed and yelled "hooray!"ten thousand eyes were watching them leave the floorfive thousand tongues were screaming "more! more!"about 1500 waitin’ outside the door(repeat and fade):sweet little rock and rollerfrom: collins crapo <[email protected]>

JOHNY B. GOODE

Way down in louisiana close to new orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin mad of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy name of johnny b. goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin’ a bell

Go, go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny go
Go johnny b. goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineers would see him sittin’ in the shade
Strummin’ to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy can play

Go, go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny go
Go, go, go johnny go
Go, go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny b. goode

Well his mama told him some day you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin’ from miles around
Just to hear you play your music till the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Sayin’ johnny b. goode tonight

Go, go, go, go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny go
Go, go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny go
Go, go johnny b. goode

YOU NEVER CAN TELL

You never can tell
It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
you could see that pierre did truly love the madamoiselle
and now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
"c’est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They furnished off an apartment with a two room roebuck sale
the coolerator was crammed with tv dinners and ginger ale,
but when pierre found work, the little money comin’ worked out well
"c’est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast
seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz
but when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
"c’est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney, ’twas a cherry red ’53,
they drove it down to orleans to celebrate the anniversary
it was there that pierre was married to the lovely madamoiselle
"c’est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

MEMPHIS TENNESSEE

Memphis tennessee
Long distance information, give me memphis tennessee
help me find the party trying to get in touch with me
she could not leave her number, but i know who placed the call
’cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall
Help me, information, get in touch with my marie
she’s the only one who’d phone me here from memphis tennessee
her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge
just a half a mile from the mississippi bridge
Help me, information, more than that i cannot add
only that i miss her and all the fun we had
but we were pulled apart because her mom did not agree
and tore apart our happy home in memphis tennessee
Last time i saw marie she’s waving me good-bye
with hurry home drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye
marie is only six years old, information please
try to put me through to her in memphis tennessee

BACK IN THE USA

Back in the usa
Oh well, oh well, i feel so good today,
we touched ground on an international runway
jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the u. s. a.
New york, los angeles, oh, how i yearned for you
detroit, chicago, chattanooga, baton rouge
let alone just to be at my home back in ol’ st. lou.
Did i miss the skyscrapers, did i miss the long freeway?
from the coast of california to the shores of delaware bay
you can bet your life i did, till i got back to the u. s. a.
Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner café
where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
yeah, and a juke-box jumping with records like in the u.s.a.
Well, i’m so glad i’m livin’ in the u.s.a.
yes. i’m so glad i’m livin’ in the u.s.a.
anything you want, we got right here in the u.s.a.