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ALMOST GROWN
(Chuck Berry)
Yeah I'm doin' right at school
They ain't said I broke no rule
I ain't never been in Dutch
I don't browse around too much
Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway I almost grown

I don't run around with no mob
Got myself a little job
I'm gonna buy me a little car
Drive my girl in the park
Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway I almost grown

Got my eye on a little girl
She's really outta this world
When I take her to a dance
She's gotta talk about romance
Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway I almost grown
 

AROUND AND AROUND
(Chuck Berry)
I said the joint was rockin' goin' around and around
You reelin' and a-rockin' what a crazy sound
And they never stopped rocking Till the moon went down
Well sound so sweet I had to take me a chance
Rose outta my seat I just had to dance
Started moving my feet whoa and clapping my hands
*yeah 12 o'clock t
The place was packed
Front door was locked
Yeah the place was packed
When the police knocked
Those doors flew back
But they kept on rockin' goin' around and around
BACK IN USA 
(Chuck Berry)
Oh well I feel so good today
We just touched ground on an internat'nal runway
Jet propelled back home from overseas to the USA
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 old St.Louis
Did I miss the skyscrapers, did I miss the long freeway
From the coast of California to the shores of the Delaware Bay
You can bet your life I did till I got back to the USA
Lookin' hard for a drive in search for a corner cafe
Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
And a jukebox jumping with records like in the USA
I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Anything you want they got in the USA
BEAUTIFUL DELILAH
(Chuck Berry)
Beautiful Delilah sweet as apple
Always gets a second look from fellas passin' by
Everytime you see her she's with a different guy
Beautiful Delilah that's the reason why
Rebecca don't love me
Fool around with you
You are so tantalizing
You just can't be true
Beautiful Delilah dressed in the latest style
Swingin' like a pendulum walkin' down the aisle
Deep romantic eyes speaks so low and mild
Maybe she will settle down and marry after awhile
Beautiful Delilah bathing in the sun
For audience of seventeen and noticed not a one
Local Casanova who wouldn't be outdone
Let her steal his heart away and break it just for fun
COME ON
(Chuck Berry)
Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted
All day long I walk cos I can't/couldn't get my car started
Laid off my job and I can't afford to check it
I wish somebody come along and and run into and wreck it
Come on since me and my baby parted
Come on I can't get my car started
Come on I can't afford and check it
I wish somebody come along and and run into and wreck it
Everything is wrong since I've been without you
Every night I lay in bed thinking about you
Every time I phone you it sounds like thunder
Some stupid jerk tries to reach another number
Come on since I've been without you
Come on
I wish somebody come along and and run into and wreck it
Everything is wrong since I last saw you baby
I really wanna see you and I don't mean maybe
I'm doin' everything tying to make you see
That I belong to you and you belong to me
Come on I gotta see you baby
Come on I don't mean maybe
Come on I gotta make you see
That I belong to you and you belong to me
JOHNNY B. GOODE
(Chuck Berry)
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a colored/country boy named Johnny B.G.
He never ever learned to read and write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a-ringing a bell
Go, go, Johnny, go
Johnny B.Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Ol' engineer in the train sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by they would stop and say
Oh my, but that little country boy could play
His mother told someday you will be 'A' man
And you will be the leader of a big ol' band
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music till the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name all will be in lights
Sayin' 'Johhny B.Goode Tonight'
LET IT ROCK
(Chuck Berry)
In the heat of the day, down in Mobile, Alabama
Working on the railroad with a steel driving hammer
I gotta get some money, buy some brand new shoes
Try to find somebody to take away these blues
She don't love me, hear me singing in the sun
Pay day coming when my work is all done
Well in the evening when sun is sinking low
All day I've been waiting for the whistle to blow
A-sitting in a two feet building right on the track
Holding them bones till the foreman comes back
Pick up your belongings, boys, scattered about
We gotta all set the train comming two miles out
Yeah everybody's scampering and jumping around
Picking up the money, trying to keep me down
A foreman was a panic, about to go insane
Trying to get the workers outta the way of the train
Engineer blowing the whistle long and long
Can't stop the train, they have to let it roll on
Roll on...

  

LITTLE QUEENIE
(Chuck Berry)
I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her coming down the aisle
I got wiggles in my knees
When she loked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again standing over by the record machine
Lookin' like a model on the cover of the magazine
She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I'm thinkin'
She's in the mood, no need to break it
I got a chance I oughta take it
If she'll dance then we can make it
C'mon Queenie, let's shake it
Go, go, go, little Queenie
Tell me who's the Queen standing over by the record machine
Lookin' like a model on the cover of the magazine
She's too cute to be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I'm still thinkin'
If it's a slow song we'll omit it
If it's a rocker  that'll get it
And if it's good she'll admit it
C'mon Queenie, let's get with it
               MAYBELLENE
             (Chuck Berry) 
Maybellene, why can't you be true
Maybellene, why can't you be true
You done started doin' things you used to do
As I was motorvating over the hill
I saw Maybellene in Coup de ville
A Cadillac a-rollin' on an open road
Nothin'd outrun my Vi-eight Ford
The Cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five
An' we bumper to bumper, rollin' side to side
The Cadillac pulled up to hundred an' four
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more
It done got cloudy and started to rain
I tooted my horn for the passing lane
The rain water blowin' all under my hood
I knew that I was doin' my motor good
The motor cooled down, the heat went down
An that's when I heard that highway sound
The Cadillac settin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead
The Cadillac lookin' like it's settin' still
And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill
  MEMPHIS
 D   C  (Chuck Berry)
Long distance information, give me Memphis, Tennessie
Help me find the party tryin' to get in touch with me  A7
She couldn't leave her number but I know who placed the call D
Cos my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall AGAD
Help me information get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who'd phon me from Memphis, Tennessie
Her home is on the Southside, high up on the ridge
Just a half a mile from Mississippi Bridge
Help me information more than I can 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, Tennessie
Last time I saw Marie she's wavin' me goodbye
With hurry home drops on her cheek that trickl'd from her eye
Marie is only six years old, information, please
Try to put me thru' to her in Memphis, Tennessie
    NO PARTICULAR PLACE TO GO
                     (Chuck Berry)
Ridin' along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity runnin' wild
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go
Ridin' along in my automobile
I's anxious to tell her the way I feel
So I told her softly and sincere
And she leaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddlin' more and  drivin' slow
With no particular place to go
No particular place to go
So we parked way out on the Kokomo
The night was young and the moon was gold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you imagine the way I felt
I couldn't unfasten the safety belt
Ridin' along in my Calaboose
Still tryin' to get her loose
All the way home I held a grudge 
For the safety belt that wouldn't budge
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go
  OH, CAROL
    (Chuck Berry)
Oh Carol,
Don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance
If if takes me all night and day
C'mon into my machine so we can cruise on out
I know a swingin' little joint where we can jump & shout
It's not too far back off the highway not so long a ride
You park your car out in the open, you walk inside
A little cutie takes your head and you can thank her ma'am
Everytime y'make the scene y'find the joint is jammed
CHORUS
Well if you wanna hear some music like the boys are playin'
Hold tight, catch you foot, don't let him carry it away
Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud
Oh don't let the music intrigue you when you get a crowd
   ROLL OVER BEETHOVEN
    (Chuck Berry)
We gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a jumping little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, gotta hear it again today
Y'know my temperature's rising
And the jukebox blows a fuse
I think I caught the rollin' arthritis
Sittin' down at the rhythm reviews
Roll over Beethoven, and tell Tchaikovski the news
Well if y'feel it, like it, go get your lover
And reel and rock it and rollit over
And move on up just a trifle further
And reel and rock it and roll it over
Roll over Beethoven, we're rockin' in two by two
Early in the morning I am giving you the warning
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey, diddle diddle, I'm a-playin' my fiddle
Ain't got nothing to lose
Roll over Beethoven, and tell Tchaikovski the news
Y'kow she wiggles like a glow-worm
Dances like a spinning top
She's got a crazy partner
You oughtta see them reel and rock
As long as she's 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-n-blues
ROCK AND ROLL MUSIC
    (Chuck Berry)
Just let me hear some of that rock-n-roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat you can't lose it
Any old way you use it
It's gotta be rock-n-roll music
If you wanna dance with me
I've got no kicks against modern jazz
Unless they try to play it too darn fast
And change/lose the beauty of the melody
Until they sound just like a symphony
That's why I go for that rock-n-roll music...
I took my loved one over 'cross the tracks
So she can hear my man a-wail a sax
I must admit they had a rockin' band
Man they were goin' like a hurricane
And started playin' that
Way down South they gave a jubilee
The jockey folks they had a jamboree
They're drinking homebrew from a water cups
The folks dancin' got all shook up
Don't care to hear them play a tango
I'm in the mood to hear a mambo
It's way too early for a kongo
So keep a-rockin' that piano
                  SCHOOL DAY
(Chuck Berry)
Up in the morning and out to school
The teacher teaches the golden rule
American history, practical math
You study 'em hard and hopin' to pass
Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave alone
Ring, ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunchroom's ready to sell
You're lucky if you can find a seat
You're fortunate if you have time to eat
Back in the classroom, open your books
Gee but the teacher don't know how mean she looks
Soon as three o'clock rolls around
You finally lay your burden down
Close up your books, get outta your seat
Down the hall and into the street
Up to the corner and 'round the bend
Right to the jukejoint you go in
Drop the coin right into the slot
You gotta hear something that's really hot
With the one you love you're makin' romance
All day long you've been wanting to dance
Feelin' the music from head to toe
Round and roun an' round you go
Hail, hail rock and roll
Deliver me from the days of old
Long live rock and roll
The beat of the drums loud and bold
Rock, rock, rock and roll
The feeling is there body and soul
 
    SWEET LITTLE SIXTEEN
(Chuck Berry)
They're really rockin' in Boston
And Pittsburgh, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
Around the Frisco Bay
All over/Way up in St. Lois
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet little sixteen
Sweet little sixteen, she's just got to have
About half familiar things autographed
Her wallet's filled with pictures, she gets them one by one
She comes so excited, watch her look and run, boy
Oh mummy, mummy, please, may I go
It's just a sight ot see somebody steal the show
Oh daddy, daddy, I beg of you
Whisper to mummy, it's all right with you
Cause there'll be rocking on 'Bandstand'
Philadelphia, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
Around the Frisco Bay
All over/Way up in St. Lois
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet little sixteen
Sweet little sixteen, she's got the grown-up blues
Tight dresses & lipstick, she's bought the high heel shoes
Oh but tomorrow morning she's got to change her trends
And be a sweet sixteen and back in class again
But there's rocking on 'Bandstand'...

  

    SWEET LITTLE ROCK AND ROLLER
  (Chuck Berry)
Nineteen years old and as sweet as she can be
All dressed up like a downtown Christmas tree
Dancin' and hummin' a rock-n-roll melody
She's the daughter of a well-respected man
Who taught her how to judge and understand
But she became a rock-n-roll music fan
Sweet little rock-n-roller
Sweet little rock-n-roller
Her daddy doesn't have to scold her
Her partner can hardly hold her
Because she never gets any older
Sweet little rock-n-roller
Should have seen her eyes when the bands began to play
And the famous singers sang and bowed away
When the star performs she's screamin' yes hoorah
Ten thousand eyes were watchin' them leave the floor
Five thousand tongues were screaming: more and more
And/about fifteen hundred waitin' outside the door
CHORUS
           I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU
               (Chuck Berry)
Let me tell you 'bout the girl I know
I met her walkin' down an uptown street
She's so fine y'know I wish she was mine
I get shook up everytime we meet
I'm talkin' 'bout you
Nobody but you
I do mean you
I'm just tryin' to get a message to you
Let me tell you 'bout the girl I know
I tell you now she looks so good
Got so much skill such a beautiful build
She oughta be somewhere in Hollywood
I'm talkin' 'bout you
Nobody but you
C'mon gimme a cue
So I can get a message to you
Let me tell you 'bout the girl I know
She's sittin right here by my side
Lovely indeed that's why I asked her if she'd
Promise me someday she would be my bride
  • Wee Wee Hours
  • No Money Down
  • Drifting Heart
  • Too Much Monkey Business
  • Brown-Eyed Handsome Man
  • You Can't Catch Me
  • Havana Moon
  • Deep Feeling
  • Oh Baby Doll
  • La Juanda
  • Blue Feeling
  • Reelin' And Rockin'
  • County Line
  • Joe Joe Gunne
  • Run Rudolph Run
  • Merry Christmas Baby
  • Anthony Boy
  • That's My Desire
  • Childhood Sweetheart
  • Broken Arrow
  • Too Pooped To Pop
  • Bye Bye Johnny
  • Worried Life Blues
  • Mad Lad
  • I Got To Find My Baby
  • Jaguar And Thunderbird
  • Our Little Rendezvous
  • Little Star
  • Go Go Go
  • Nadine
  • You Two
  • You Never Can Tell
  • Little Marie
  • Go Bobbie Soxer
  • Promised Land
  • Things I Used To Do




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