Chuck Berry

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

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
(루이지애나 주 안의 뉴올리언즈 시에서 조금떨어진)
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
(깊은 산속 나무가 울창한 숲속에)
There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
(나무로 만든 오두막집이 하나 있었지)
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
(거기 조니 B. 구드 라는 소년이 살고있었다네)
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
(글을 쓰고 읽을줄은 몰라도)
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
(기타 하나만큼은 기가 막히게 연주했지)

Go~~ Go~~
(멋지다)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Johnny B. Goode
(조니 B. 구드)

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
(그는 자신의 기타를 삼배자루에 넣고 다녔네)
And sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
(그리곤 기찻길 옆 숲 사이에 앉았네)
The engineer could see him sitting in the shade
(오, 기관사가 나무 그늘 아래 있는 그를 보았네)
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
(운전자가 만든 리듬을 타고 있는)
The people passing by, they would stop and say
(지나가는 사람들이 멈추고 말하길)
"Oh my, how that little country boy could play"
("오 세상에, 어린 촌뜨기녀석이 연주할줄아는군")

Go~~ Go~~
(멋지다)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~ Johnny go~ go~
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Johnny B. Goode
(조니 B. 구드)

His mother told him "someday you will be a man"
(그의 엄마가 말하길 "너는 멋진 남자가 되어)
You will be the leader of a big old band
(멋진 밴드의 리더가 될꺼야)
Many people coming from miles around
(여기서 몇마일쯤 떨어진곳에서 사람들이)
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
(해가 질 때 너의 연주를 들으러 올꺼야)
And maybe someday your name will be in lights
(어느날의 너의 이름은 빛이 될꺼야)
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight"
('오늘밤에 어때 조니 B 구드 어때?' 라고말하면서")

Go~~ Go~~
(멋지다)
Go Johnny go!
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~~ Go~~ Go Johnny go!
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~~ Go~~ Go Johnny go!
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~~ Go~~ Go Johnny go!
(조니, 계속 연주해)
Go~~ Johnny B. Goode
(조니 B. 구드)

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You just started doing the things you used to do

As I was motivatin' over the hill
I saw Maybellene in a Coup De Ville
A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five
She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side to side

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've just started back doing the things you used to do

The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more
It then got cloudy and it started to rain
I tooted my horn for a passin' lane
The rain water blowin' all under my hood
I knew that was doin' my motor good

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do

Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've just started back doing the things you used to do

The motor cooled down, the heat went down
And that's when I heard that highway sound
The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten, a half a mile ahead
The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still
And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do

They're really rockin' in Boston
In Pittsburgh, P. A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And 'round the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
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 a million
Framed autographs
Her wallet's filled with pictures
She gets 'em one by one
She gets so excited
Watch her look at her run

Oh mommy mommy
Please may I go
It's such a sight to see
Somebody steal the show
Oh daddy daddy
I beg of you
Whisper to mommy
It's all right with you

Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand
In Philadelphia P.A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And 'round the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
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 dress and lipstick
She's sportin' high heal shoes
Oh, but tomorrow morning
She'll have to chang her trend
And be sweet sixteen
And back in class again

Cause they'll be rockin on bandstand
In Philadelphia P.A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And 'round the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way Down in New Orleans
All the Cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

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 caf?br />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

Far across the blue waters
Lives an old German's daughter
By the banks of the old river Rhine
Where I loved her and left her
But I can't forget her
'Cause I miss my pretty Fraulein

Fraulein, Fraulein
Look up toward the heavens each night
When the stars seem to shine
By the same stars above you
I swear that I love you
You are my pretty Fraulein

When my memories wander
Away over yonder
To the sweetheart that I left behind
In a moment of glory
A face comes before me
The face of my pretty Fraulein

Fraulein, Fraulein
Walk down by the river
Pretend that your hand's holding mine
By the same stars above you
I swear that I love you

Bobby band a-rockin'
And the bobby soxer's doing the twist
It's a bobby soxer beat
And you can rock it any way you wish
Work out, bobby soxer, you can
Wiggle like a whimsical fish

Go, go, bobby soxer
Go, go, bobby soxer
Go, go, bobby soxer
Go, go, bobby soxer
When the weekend comes
You'll be right back rockin' some more

Bobby soxer dancin'
But she keeps peepin' on the stand
Bobby soxer's got a crush
On a beatle in the bobby band
Love bug sure gonna bite her
If the beatle even wave his hand

Twist on, bobby soxer
But don't forget the bobby rule
It's getting late, bobby soxer
And the teacher teachin' you in school
And tomorrow morning, bobby soxer
You'll be back in school

Yes, oh yes, Long Distance, I'll accept the charge, I'll pay
Which love one is calling me, I did not hear you say.
Both are deep within my hearth, her Mom and my Marie
It'll so good to hear your voice from Memphis, Tennessee

Oh, you mean so much to me, more than you'll ever know,
Surely, you have not forgot how much I love you so
If you would remember, Dear, and sometimes talk to me
Maybe that would reunite our home in Tennessee.

Last time I saw you, just before I had to leave
You did not want to see me off and promised not to grieve,
My hearth was tore apart as I looked back at my Marie
And there the peace is still remain with you in Tennessee.

I guess I should stop talking; after all you placed the call
But anyway that I can help, you know I'll help you all
Then she spoke and asked me to come back and see Marie
And live together in our home in Memphis, Tennessee.

Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice
Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice
Bought me a hi-fi for Christmas, now I'm living in paradise
Well, I'm feelin' mighty fine, I got good music on my radio
Well, I feel so fine, I got good music on my radio
Yes, I wanna hug and kiss you baby
While you're standing beneath the mistletoe.

Santa came down the chimney, 'bout a half past three
Left all these pretty presents that you see before me
Merry Christmas baby, you really been good to me.

I will always love you baby
Now I'm happy as I can be.

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'm 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 bold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you imagine the way I felt?
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt!

Ridin' along in my calaboose
Still tryin' to get her belt unloose
All the way home I held a grudge,
But the safety belt, it wouldn't budge

Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go.

Hello little Suzie, hello little Suzie
Can I walk home with, can I walk home with you ?
To see will your mother and your father
Let us have a rendezvous

'Cause I want you to be my, be my little loved one
I will be true to you, to you my love, in every way
And in our little rendezvous we'll have
A beautiful wedding day

Then I'll build a spaceship with a heavy payload
We'll go 'bip-bip-bip' way out in the wide open blue
Where we can love one another
In our little rendezvous

We'll take a basket, a short wave radio
A-tunin' on the record shows all over the whole wide world
And in our little rendezvous there'll be
A happy boy and girl

We'll kiss the moon, my love, go around the world
We'll send a signal back to mom and dad from me and you
Tell them they'll soon have a grandson
In our little rendezvous

Bip-bip-bip, bip-bip-bip
Bip-bip, bip-bip...

I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh
And on across Caroline

We stopped in Charlotte, we bypassed Rock Hill
We never was a minute late
We was 90 miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' out of Georgia state

We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle
Halfway across Alabam'
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham

Right away I bought me a through train ticket
Ridin' 'cross Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smokin' into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town
There are people there who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down

Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit
And put luggage in my hands
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land

Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State
When the pilot told us in 13 minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate

Swing low, chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone

Los Angeles, give me Norfolk, Virginia
Tidewater 4-1009
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line

The little girl from Central that all the boys acclaim,
The way she sings and dances, she's gonna build a name.
She turns down romances, but then who could blame,
The little girl from Central, she's got her heart on fame.

The little girl's a scholar and a beauty too,
The sweet ways about her will take effect on you.
She's got a world of talent, knows just what to do,
The little girl from Central, a tweedle dee dee doo.

The little girl's creative, a repertoire that rings,
And Hollywood is waiting, to see the way she swings.
She'll be graduating, goin' on to higher things,
The little girl from Central is gonna take on wings.

The little girl's a scholar and a beauty too,
The sweet ways about her will take effect on you.
She's got a world of talent, knows just what to do,
The little girl from Central, a tweedle dee dee doo.

The things that I used to do
Lord I won't do no more
The things that I used to do
Lord I won't do no more

I used to sit and hold your hand, baby
Begging you not to to go

I used to search all night for you, baby
And my search was always anything
I used to search all night for you baby
And my search was always anything

Yeah, and I knew all along, Darlin'
You was out somewhere with your other man

I'm gonna send you back to your mother, baby
Lord, I'm going back to my family too
I gonna send you back to your mother, baby
Lord, I'm gonna back to my family too

Nothing I ever do pleases you, Darlin'
Lord, I just can't get along with you

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished 'em well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
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 blues, 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, was a cherry red '53
Drove it down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was there that Pierre was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell"


They had a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
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"

Let's throw a twilight cookout,
We two, you two, no more;
Way out somewhere in the country,
Where we've never been before.

Let's throw it on a weekend,
We two, you two, no more;
And lounge away a holiday,
Like we've never done before.

We'll bring the rounds and some jazzy sound,
To play by a cozy fire,
You two roast wieners and we'll toast the buns
And we'll chow till the night grows nigh'er.

We'll call for you on the weekend,
We two, you two, no more;
And ride out somewhere in the country air,
Just a cozy clan of four.

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Love you, I love you, I love you

At the beach, in a pool
In a lunchroom at school
In a drive-in, child, in a car
It don't matter, darlin', where you are

I don't know how to show
How I feel, but it's real
Ain't no way I can say
Just how real that I feel, but

I wanna show you how I can please you
'Cause I want you and I need you
Gotta have you, gotta know you
Let me love you and let me show you that

I will not let you go, I will not let you go, I will not let you go
You know I love you and I want you and I need you more and more
No, I can't, I just can't let you go

Lord knows we were born to be with each other and I ain't gonna let you go
We're s'posed to spend our lives together and I just can't let you go
Because I love you and I want you and I need you more and more
No, I can't darling, I just can't let you go

I know I love you in vain, little girl, but I still can't let you go
I'm tied to you with chains of love, but I just can't let you go
Because I love you and I want you and I need you more and more
No, I can't, I just can't let you go

(Somebody tell me)
How can my heart withstand so much pain
And still keep on beating and loving you in vain ?
Because I love you and I want you and I need you more and more
Lord, I just can't, I just can't let you go

(Well, that is why)
I will not, I will not let you go
Li'l darling, I will not, no, no, I will not, I will not let you go
Because I love you and I want you and I got to have you more and more
No, darling, I will not, I will not let you go

Come on over here, baby
Girl, I'm gonna give you a little kiss
You're gonna feel my hands all around you
Not a finger will you miss
After I turn you on, baby
I'm gonna blow your mind with some of this

Squeezed in that mauved dress you showed me
Child, that hemline's out of sight
With that foxy frame you're flaunting
It ain't no way it won't fit you right
We're going to a rock and roll revival
You know we're sure 'nuff gonna boogie tonight

They'd be playing them old and golden goodies
Used to blow my mind when I was a child
Back when I'd got my head together
I wouldn't walk a block, but I'd dance a mile
Girl, you better be in good shape tonight
'Cause we sure e'nuff gonna ball awhile

It's been a long, long time
Since I let me backbone bend
Oh, for them same sweet memories
When we didn't have nothing but time to spend
We'd boogie and ball all Saturday mornin'
Right back that night and ball again

Yeah, this is a mean old world, to try to live in all by yourself
This is a mean old world, to try to live in all by yourself
When you can't have the one you really love
Have to use somebody else

Last night I lost the best girl I ever had
Last night I lost the best girl I ever had
That is why this evenin', that is why I feel so bad

I got the blues, baby, I gotta' pack my few rags and go
I got the blues, baby, I gotta' pack my few rags and go
I know you don't really love me darlin'
Ya out ballin' Mr. So-and-So

When I was a little bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells hanging on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling

Then momma took me to grammer school
But I stopped off in the best of youth
Everytime that bell would ring
Watch me playin with my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)

Once I was climbing the garden wall
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard I heard bells ring
Nut held on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)
Once I was swimmin cross turtle creek
Man them snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimmin cross that thing
With both hands holdin my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)
This little song, it ain't so sad
The cutest little song you ever had
Those of you who will not sing
You must be playin with your own ding-a-ling!
(chorus 2x)
Your own ding-a-ling your own ding-a-ling
We saw you playin with your own ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling everybody sing
I wanna play with my ding-a-ling
I w-a-n-n-a p-l-a-y w-i-t-h m-y d-i-n-g-a-l-i-n-g!!!

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 youn 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 apartmentwith 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 teh 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

Out of all the reindeers you know you're the mastermind
Run, run Rudolph, Randalph aint too far behind
Run, run Rudolph, Santa got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph cause I'm wheelin' like a merry-go-round

Said Santa to a boy child "What have you been longing for?"
"All I want for Christmas is a rock and roll electric guitar"
And then away went Rudolph a whizzing like a shooting star

Run, run Rudolph, Santa got to make it to town, come on
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph, wheeling like a merry-go-round

Run, run Rudolph, Santa got to make it to town, come on
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph, wheeling like a merry-go-round

Said Santa to a girl child "What would please you most to get?"
"A little baby doll that can cry, sleep, drink and wet"
And then away went Rudolph a whizzing like a Saber jet
Run, run Rudolph, Santa's got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph 'cause I'm wheelin' like a merry-go-round

Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in 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'm 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

Got my eye on a little girl
Ah, she's really out of this world
When I take her to the dance
She's got to talk about romance

You know I'm still livin' in town
But I done married and settled down
Now I really have a ball
So I don't browse around at all

Up in the mornin' and out to school
The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule
American history and practical math
You studyin' hard and hopin' to pass
Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone
Ring, ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunch room'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
Keep up 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 out of your seat
Down the halls and into the street
Up to the corner and 'round the bend
Right to the juke joint, you go in
Drop the coin right into the slot
You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot
With the one you love, you're makin' romance
All day long you been wantin' to dance,
Feeling the music from head to toe
Round and round and round we 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 feelin' is there, body and soul.

Arrested on charges of unemployment
He was sitting in the witness stand
The judge's wife called up the district attorney
Said, "Free that brown-eyed man
You want your job, you better free that brown-eyed man"

Flying across the desert in a TWA
I saw a woman walking across the sand
She been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay
To reach a brown-eyed handsome man
Her destination was a brown-eyed handsome man

Way back in history, three thousand years
Back ever since the world began
There's been a whole lot of good women shedding tears
Over a brown-eyed handsome man
A lot of trouble - was a brown-eyed handsome man

The beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
Her mother told her, "Darling go out and find yourself
A brown-eyed handsome man
That's what your daddy is - a brown-eyed handsome man"

Marlo Venus was a beautiful lass
She had the world in the palm of her hand
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To win a brown-eyed handsome man
She fought and won herself a brown-eyed handsome man

Well, 2-3 the count an' nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stands
a-rounding third he was headed for home
It was a brown-eyed handsome man
That won the game - it was a brown-eyed handsome man

It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre
Did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame
Have rung the chapel bell
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to slow you never can tell
They furnished off an apartment
With a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed
With T.V. dimmers 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 rockin' 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
T'was a cherry-red fifty nine
They drove it down to New Orleans
To celebrate their anniversary
It was there that Pierre
Was wedded to the lovely mad'moiselle
"C'est la vie", say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville
Back up in the woods, on top of a hill
There stood an old hut made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read or write so well
But he could play his guitar like ringin' a bell yell

Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny be good tonight!
Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny B. Goode...

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath a tree in the railroad track
Old engineer in the train sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say:
"Oh my, oh my, what the boy can play"

Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny be good tonight!
Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny B. Goode...

Mama said: "Son, you gotta be a man,
You got to be the leader of a reggae band
People comin' in from miles around
To hear you play until the sun goes down
Boy, someday your name will be in the lights
Sayin' JOHNNY - JOHNNY B. GOODE TONITE"

I said go, go Johnny!
Johnny be good tonight!
Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny you better be good

Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny be good tonight!
Go, go Johnny!
Johnny B. Goode...

Riding along in my automobileMy baby beside me at the wheelI stole a kiss at the turn of a mileMy curiosity runnin' wildCrusin' and playin' the radioWith no particular place to goRiding along in my automobileI was anxious to tell her the way I feelSo I told her softly and sincereAnd she leaned and whispered in my earCuddlin' more and drivin' slowWith no particular place to goNo particular place to goSo we parked way out on the KokomoThe night was young and the moon was goldSo we both decided to take a strollCan you image the way I feltI couldn't unfasten her safety beltRidin' along in my calabooseStill trying to get her belt a-looseAll the way home I held a grudgeFor the safety belt that wouldn't budgeCrusin' and playin' the radioWith no particular place to go
Lyrics © REGENT MUSIC CORPORATION

Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a backbeat you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
It's gotta be rock and roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me

I have no kicks against modern jazz
Unless they try to play it too darned fast
And change the beauty of the melody
Until it sound just like a symphony

That's why I go for that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a backbeat you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
It's gotta be rock and roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me

I took my loved one over 'cross the tracks
So she could hear my man a-wailin' sax
I must admit they have a rockin' band
Man they was blowing like a hurricane

That's why I go for that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a backbeat you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
It's gotta be rock and roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me

Way down south they gave a jubilee
I tell you folks they had a jamboree
And drinking beer from a wooden cup
The folks a-dancin' got all shook up

They started playing that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a backbeat you can't lose it
Any old way you use it
It's gotta be rock and roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me

Say if you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me
It's gotta be some of that
If you wanna dance with me

Nineteen years old and as sweet as she could 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 jerk and understand
then 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't hardly hold her
Because she never gets any older
Sweet little rock 'n' roller

Shoulda seen her eyes when the band began to play
and the famous singer sang and bowed away
When the stars were gone she screamed and yelled hurray
Ten thousand eyes were watchin' them leave the floor
Five thousand tongues are screaming out "More" and "More"
About fifteen hundred waiting outside the door

Sweet little rock 'n' roller, sweet little rock 'n' roller
Her daddy doesn't have to scold her
Her partner can't hardly hold her
Because she never gets any older
Sweet little rock 'n' roller

They're really rockin' in Boston
In Pittsburgh, Pa.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And round the 'Frisco Bay
All over St.Louis
And down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

Sweet Little Sixteen
She's just got to have
About half a million
Famed autographs
Her wallet filled with pictures
She gets them one by one
Becomes so excited
Watch her, look at her run.

"Oh Mommy, Mommy
Please may I go
It's such a sight to see
Somebody steal the show"
"Oh Daddy, Daddy
I beg of you
Whisper to Mommy
It's alright with you"

'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand
In Philadelphia, Pa.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And round the 'Frisco Bay
All over St.Louis
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

'Cause they'll be rockin' on Bandstand
In Philadelphia, Pa.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And round the 'Frisco Bay
All over St.Louis
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 and lipstick
She's sportin' high - heel shoes
Oh but tomorrow morning
She'll have to change her trend
And be sweet sixteen
And back in class again

Well the'll be rockin' in Boston
Pittsburgh, Pa.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And round the 'Frisco Bay
Way out in St.Louis
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

Gonna give you 30 days to get back home
Gonna talk to the gypsy woman gonna tell her so
She gonna put out a worldwide voodoo
That'll be the very thing that'll suit you
Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days

Gonna talk to the judge in private early this morning
He took me to the sherrif's office to sign a warrant
Gonna put across something against you
That'll be the very thing that'll send ya
Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days

30 days (30 days)
30 days (30 days)
Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days (30 days)
Gonna put across something against you
That'll be the very thing that'll send ya

Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days

If I don't get no satisfaction from the judge
Gonna take it to the FBI & the local fuzz
If they don't give me no compensation
I'm gonna take it to the United Nations
Gonna see you be back home in 30 days

30 days (30 days)
30 days (30 days)
Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days (30 days)
If they don't give me no compensation
I'm gonna take it to the United Nations
Gonna see you be back home in 30 days

-- repeat last verse --

Running to and fro, hard working at the mill,
Never failed at the mill, there come a rotten bill.
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you.

Salesman talkin' to me tryin' to run me up a creek,
Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week.
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you.

Blonde hair, good-looking, trying to get into get me married
Get a home, settle down by the book.
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you.

Same thing every day, getting up, going to school,
No need for me complaining, my objection's overruled.
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you.
Oh!

Pay-phone, something's wrong, dime gone, will mail,
Oughta sue the operator for telling me a tale.
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you.

Been to Yokohama, baby, fighting in the war,
Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car.
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business,
Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you.

Working in the filling station, too many checks,
Wipe the windows, check the oil, check the tires, dollar gas?
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved with you.

Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in 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'm 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

Got my eye on a little girl
Ah, she's really out of this world
When I take her to the dance
She's got to talk about romance

You know I'm still livin' in town
But I done married and settled down
Now I really have a ball
So I don't browse around at all

Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We just touched ground on an international 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 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, 'til I got back to the USA

Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe?
Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
Yeah, and a jukebox jumping with records like in the USA

Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Anything you want, they got it right here in the USA
I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA

She drew out all her money at the Southern Trust
And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound Bus
Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West
Down came the tears from her happiness
Her own little son named Johnny B. Goode
Was gonna make some motion pictures in Hollywood

Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Good bye Johnny B. Goode

She remembered taking money out from gathering crops
And buying Johnny's guitar at the broker shop
As long as he would play it by the railroad side
And wouldn't get in trouble, he was satisfied
But never thought that there would come a day like this
When she would have to give her son a goodbye kiss

Going
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye Johnny
Good-bye Johnny B. Goode

She finally got the letter she was dreaming of
Johnny wrote and told her he had fell in love
As soon as he was married, he would bring her back
And build a mansion for her by the railroad track
So every time the heard the locomotive roar
They'd be a standin? a wavin?by the kitchen door

Howling
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Good-bye Johnny B. Goode

Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted
All day long I'm walkin' 'cause I couldn't get my car started
Laid off from my job and I can't afford to check it
I wish somebody'd come along and run into it and wreck it

Come on, since me and my baby parted
Come on, I can't get started
Come on, I can't afford to check
I wish somebody'd come along and run into it and wreck it

Everything is wrong since I've been without you
Ev'ry night I lay awake thinkin' about you
Ev'ry time the phone rings it sounds like thunder
Some stupid guy try'n' to reach another number

Come on, since I've been without you
Come on, always thinkin' about you
Come on, phone sounds like thunder
Some stupid guy try'n' to reach another number

Everything is wrong since I last saw you, baby
I really wanna see you and I don't mean maybe
I'm doin' ev'rything try'n' to make you see
That I belong to you, hon, and you belong to me

Come on, I wanna see you, baby
Come on, I don't mean maybe
Come on, I'm try'n' 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've gotta make you see
That I belong to you and you belong to me

Baby here I stand before you
With my heart in my hand
I put it to you mama
Hoping that you'll understand
Oh, baby
Mama, please don't dog me 'round
Yeah I, I would rather love you, baby
Than anyone else I know in town
This is my confession, Mama
And it's sung by all your song
It proves that I'm in heaven, Mama
When you hold me in your arms
Well, baby
Can I have you for myself
Yeah, if I can't have you, baby
I don't want nobody else
Well, baby
Don't you want a man like me
Well, baby
Don't you want a man like me
Yeah, think about your future, baby
Forget about your used to be

Now if you wanna hear some boogie like I'm gonna play
It's just an old piano and a knockout bass
The drummer man's a cat they call Kickin' McCoy
You know, remember that rubber-legged boy?
Mama's cookin' chicken fried and bacon grease
Come on along boys it's just down the road a piece

Well, there's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road a piece

There's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road a piece

I want to be your driver
I want to be your driver
I would love to ride you
I would love to ride you way 'round
Would be ready when you want me
To drive you on downtown

Yeah, I want to drive your
Your long and beautiful
Your round and wide
Built to roll limousine
Never had the thrill of drivin'
Such a wonderful machine

I rode all 'round the mountains
Right down in the valley
I would travel all over
Would drive you home with ease
You will enjoy every journey
It will be my aim to please

Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
I met her walking down a uptown street
She's so fine you know I wished she was mine
I get shook up every time we meet

I'm talkin about you
Nobody but you
Yeah, I do mean you
I'm just trying to get a message to you

Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
I tell ya now she looks so good
Got so much skills and such a beautiful will
She oughta be somewhere in Hollywood

I'm talkin 'bout you
Nobody but you
Come on and give me a cue
So I can get a message to you

Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She's sitting right here by my side
Lovely indeed that why I asked if she
Promised someday she will be my bride

Talkin 'bout you
I do mean you
Nobody but you
Come on, let me get a message through

Chorus:
Slow down, little Jaguar
Keep cool, little Thunderbird Ford

Ten miles stretch on an Indiana road
T'was a sky blue Jaguar and a Thunderbird Ford
Jaguar setting on ninety nine
Tryin' to beat the Bird to the county line
Just a half-a-mile from Newtonville
There had a speed sign sitting at the top of the hill
It said : "35 miles, and stay in line"
But the Jaguar and Thunderbird never read the sign

Chorus

Ludenville was a real small town
Had a hundred and two
And nine acres of ground
Some stool pigeon put the sheriff wise
Told him "Park down in Newtonville
And catch 'em guys"
Sheriff laid down, half hid in the weeds
Parked for eight days, didn't nobody speed
All of a sudden, dust rose on the road
Said "Here come the Jaguar and Thunderbird Ford"

Chorus

Sheriff doubled clutched second, put it in third
Took right after the Jaguar and Thunderbird
He knew he'd get a bonus and a big fat fine
If he caught 'em 'fore they crossed that county line
Sheriff never drove his car a hundred and flat
But if he aimed to get 'em
He'd have to do more than that
Crest of the hill, he's about a mile behind
There wasn't but two mor miles to the county line

Chorus

Old Sheiff was countin' on the downward grade
With the tall wind pushin', he had it made
Thunderbird saw the Jaguar gainin' speed
And waved "Goodbye, Jaguar" and pulled in the lead
Jaguar said "You ain't won the race yet"
And pulled back around the Bird like a sabre jet
Sheriff's front bumper was a yard behind
When the T-Bird, Jaguar crossed the line

Slow down little Jaguar,
Keep cool little Thunderbird Ford

In the heat of the day down in Mobile, Alabama
Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer
Gotta make some money to buy some brand new shoes
Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues
"She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun
Payday's coming and my work is all done

Later in the evening when the sun is sinking low
All day I been waiting for the whistle to blow
Sitting in a teepee built right on the tracks
Rolling them bones until the foreman comes back
Pick up you belongings boys and scatter about
We've got an off-schedule train comin' two miles about

Everybody's scrambling, running around
Picking up their money, tearing the teepee down
Foreman wants to panic, out to go insane
Trying to get the workers out the way of the train
Engineer blows the whistle loud and long
Can't stop the train, gotta let it roll on

I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin' down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again
Standin' over by the record machine
Lookin' like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I was thinkin'
She's in the mood
No need to break it
I got a chance, I oughta take it
If she'll dance we can make it
C'mon queenie let's shake it

Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie

Tell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machine
Lookin?like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen

Meanwhile, I was still thinkin' If it's a slow song
We'll admit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it
If it's good, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it

Go, go, go, little queenie
Go go, go, go, little queenie
Go go, go, go, little queenie?

When I was a little bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells hanging on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling
I want you to play with my ding-a-ling

Then momma took me to grammer school
But I stopped off in the best of youth
Everytime that bell would ring
Watch me playin with my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)

Once I was climbing the garden wall
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard I heard bells ring
Nut held on to my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)
Once I was swimmin cross turtle creek
Man them snappers all around my feet
Sure was hard swimmin cross that thing
With both hands holdin my ding-a-ling-a-ling oh
(chorus 2x)
This little song, it ain't so sad
The cutest little song you ever had
Those of you who will not sing
You must be playin with your own ding-a-ling!
(chorus 2x)
Your own ding-a-ling your own ding-a-ling
We saw you playin with your own ding-a-ling
My ding-a-ling everybody sing
I wanna play with my ding-a-ling
I w-a-n-n-a p-l-a-y w-i-t-h m-y d-i-n-g-a-l-i-n-g!!!

I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat,
I thought I saw my future bride walking up the street,
I shouted to the driver hey conductor, you must slow down.
I think I see her please let me off this bus

Nadine, honey is that you?
Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you?
Seems like every time I see you Darling you got something else to do

[Alternate verse: Seems like every time I catch you,
datcha you're up to something new]

I saw her from the corner when she turned and doubled back
And started walkin' toward a coffee colored cadillac
I was pushin' through the crowd to get to where she's at
And I was campaign shouting like a southern diplomat

Downtown searching for her, looking all around.
Saw her getting in a yellow cab heading up town.
I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab.
With a twenty dollar bill, told him 'catch that yellow cab.'

She move around like a wave of summer breeze,
go, driver, go, go, catch her balmy breeze.
Moving thru the traffic like a mounted cavalier.
Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear.

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'm 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 bold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you imagine the way I felt?
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt!

Ridin' along in my calaboose
Still tryin' to get her belt unloose
All the way home I held a grudge,
But the safety belt, it wouldn't budge

Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go.

I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh
And on across Caroline

We stopped in Charlotte, we bypassed Rock Hill
We never was a minute late
We was 90 miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' out of Georgia state

We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle
Halfway across Alabam'
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham

Right away I bought me a through train ticket
Ridin' 'cross Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smokin' into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town
There are people there who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down

Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit
And put luggage in my hands
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land

Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State
When the pilot told us in 13 minutes
He would set us at the terminal gate

Swing low, chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone

Los Angeles, give me Norfolk, Virginia
Tidewater 4-1009
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line

Sometimes I will, then again I think I won't
Sometimes I will, then again I think I won't
Sometimes I do, then again I think I don't

Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:21
We was at a rock'n'roll dance having nothing but fun
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:32
There's nothing I would rather do than dance with you
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:43
And everytime I spinned she would spin with me
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:54
I said, " Dance ballerina girl, go go go!"
And we rolled, reelin' and a - rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:05
Man, I didn't know if I was dead or alive
And I was rollin', reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:26
But I'm gonna keep on dancing toll I get my kicks
And we reeled, reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:28
I gotta get my kicks before it get too late
And we was reelin', reelin' and a - rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch, it was 10:29
I had to hold her hand, she was still holding mine
And we reeled, reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch and to my surprise
I was dancing with a woman that was twice my size
I was reelin', reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Rollin' till the break of dawn

Well I looked at my watch and it was time to go
The bandleader said " We ain't playing no more "
And we was reelin', reelin' and a rockin'
We was reelin' and a rockin'
Well till the break of dawn

Casey is an old man who wants to be a teen
He goes to all the dances and they call him cha-cha king
He cha-chas when the band is playin' rock and roll
He tries to keep in time but the beat leaves him cold.

Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul
Hips gettin' weaker when he tries to do the stroll
And every time his feet get to go in one way
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray.

Chicks told Casey, You better move man,
This is only a one night stand
Casey wasn't in time but he was dancin' awhile
Till a cramp caught his leg and he had to change his style.

Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul
Hips gettin' weaker when he tries to do the stroll
And every time his feet get to go in one way
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray.

Because he's too pooped to pop, too old a soul
Hips gettin' weaker when he tries to do the stroll
And every time his feet get to go in one way
Here comes a new dance and it's goin' to stray.

Casey finally learned to do the hoochie koo
This might have been fine back in '22
Now, I'm gonna give you fellows just a little tip
If you wanna keep your girl you'd better get hip
Or, you'll be too pooped to pop, too old a soul
You hips are gettin' weaker when you'll try to do the stroll
And every time your feet gettin' to go in one way
Here comes a new dance you'll be left to stray.

Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop
Back under the counter was the cream of the crop
Eveything was clicking and the business was good
'Til one day, lo and behold, an officer stood
Johnny jumped the counter but he stumbled and fell
But Tulane made it over Johnny ??? as he yelled

Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he laggin' behind
Go ahead on, Tulane

Go by your father's house and tell him business is slow
And see if he will loan us something, soon as he hits the dough
Put the cat out in the hall and rumple up the room
Go by Doctor Keller's, tell him you swollowed some perfume
Tell him we need him quick, 'cause he may to testify
That you been sick all day and that's a perfect alibi

Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he laggin' behind
Go ahead on, Tulane

Go, let Danny drive in case you run into the man
Back by the shop and get the stuff and hide it in the van
Go back by your father's, get the money for the bail
And bring it down and bail me out this rotten, funky jail
We got to get a lawyer in the click of politics
Somebody who can win the thing or get the thing fixed

Go ahead on, Tulane, he can't catch up with you
Go Tulane, he ain't man enough for you
Go Tulane, use all the speed you got
Go Tulane, you know you need a lot
Go Tulane, he laggin' behind
Go ahead on, Tulane, go ahead on

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished 'em well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
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 blues, 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, was a cherry red '53
Drove it down to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was there that Pierre was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle
"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell"


They had a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
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"

Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in 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'm 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

Got my eye on a little girl
Ah, she's really out of this world
When I take her to the dance
She's got to talk about romance

You know I'm still livin' in town
But I done married and settled down
Now I really have a ball
So I don't browse around at all

Eight o'clock in the morning
And I'm movin' on out to school
With an open book and a sleepy look
The teacher can't be fooled
I took a pass in the early class
The teacher will never know
That I postponed my work at home
Watching the evening show

Hey there Anthony boy
Why are you in such a rush (go!)
The girl, she wanna talk to you
Look at him, he's a-blush (go!)
Three o'clock in the afternoon
Completes the day of school
Before the ding can feast a ring
He's in the vestibule

Betty and Barbara and Jeannie and Jane
Are yakety-yakkin' with Joan
About some things that Anthony told her
Over the telephone
Here there, Tony me boy
Why are you in such a rush (go!)
The girl, she wanna talk to you
Look at him, he's a-blush (go!)

Hey there Anthony boy
Why are you in such a rush (go!)
The girl, she wanna talk to you
Look at him, how he blush (go!)
Betty told Lee the second that I
Had told her not to tell
Now that you know, she knows I know
You know that all is well

Calm down, Tony me boy
Don't let them get in your hair
With a good education
You may become a multi miljonaire
Hey there Anthony boy
Why are you in such a rush (go!)
The girl, she wanna talk to you
Look at him, he's a-blush (go!)

Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We just touched ground on an international 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 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, 'til I got back to the USA

Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe?
Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
Yeah, and a jukebox jumping with records like in the USA

Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Anything you want, they got it right here in the USA
I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA
Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the USA

Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie
Always gets a second look from fellas passin' by
Everytime I see her she's with a different guy
Beautiful Delilah, that's the reason why
Rebecca don't allow me to 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, speak so low and mild
Maybe you will settle down and marry after a while

Beautiful Delilah bathin' in the sun
Audience of seventeen, and notice not a one
Local Casanova
Wouldn't be outdone
Let her steal his heart away and break it just for fun

I love the way you talk
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
Speaking little, saying a lot.
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
I love the way you walk
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
Look like you're dancin when you're not.
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
I love the way you love
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
You give it everything you've got.
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)

Oh-oh-oh baby
(Sing the song Chuckie Boy)
I'm in love with you
(Sing the song Chuckie Boy)
Oh-oh-oh baby
(Sing the song Chuckie Boy)
I'm in love with you
(Sing the song Chuckie Boy)
Now tell me baby
(Sing the song Chuckie Boy)
Do you love me too?

Every time I knock-knock-knock
Oh yeah Betty Jean)
I hear you say "Come in."
Oh yeah Betty Jean)
My heart goes a-boom-boom
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
Just to hold you again.
Oh yeah Betty Jean)
I hear bells ding-a-ling
Oh yeah Betty Jean)
'Cause you the living end
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)

I bet you wouldn't think a dance
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
could start a real romance
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
I bet you wouldn't think a kiss
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
could turn me on like this
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
Well let me tell you how it was
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
Yes it did, Yes it was

A-a-arrested on charges of unemployment
He was sitting in the witness stand
The judges wife called up the district attorney
She said, "Free that brown-eyed man.
If you want your job, you better free that brown-eyed man."

Flying across the desert in a TWA,
I saw a woman walkin' 'cross the sand.
She'd been walking thirty miles en route to Bombay
To meet a brown-eyed handsome man,
Her destination was a brown-eyed handsome man.

Way back in history, three thousand years,
In fact ever since the world began,
There's been a whole lotta good women shedding tears
All for a brown-eyed handsome man,
(It)'sa lot of trouble with a brown-eyed handsome man.

Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
Between a doctor and a lawyer man.
Her mother told her, "Darling go out and find yourself
A brown-eyed handsome man,
Just like your daddy He's a brown-eyed handsome man."

Marlo Venus was a beautiful lass,
She had the world in the palm of her hand
She lost both her arms in a wrestling match
To meet a brown-eyed handsome man,
She fought and won herself a brown-eyed handsome man.

2-3 the count with nobody on
He hit a high fly into the stands
Round to third, he was headed for home
It was a brown-eyed handsome man that won the game
It was a brown-eyed handsome man.

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

Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted
All day long I'm walkin' 'cause I couldn't get my car started
Laid off from my job and I can't afford to check it
I wish somebody'd come along and run into it and wreck it

Come on, since me and my baby parted
Come on, I can't get started
Come on, I can't afford to check
I wish somebody'd come along and run into it and wreck it

Everything is wrong since I've been without you
Ev'ry night I lay awake thinkin' about you
Ev'ry time the phone rings it sounds like thunder
Some stupid guy try'n' to reach another number

Come on, since I've been without you
Come on, always thinkin' about you
Come on, phone sounds like thunder
Some stupid guy try'n' to reach another number

Everything is wrong since I last saw you, baby
I really wanna see you and I don't mean maybe
I'm doin' ev'rything try'n' to make you see
That I belong to you, hon, and you belong to me

Come on, I wanna see you, baby
Come on, I don't mean maybe
Come on, I'm try'n' 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've gotta make you see
That I belong to you and you belong to me

Baby here I stand before you
With my heart in my hand
I put it to you mama
Hoping that you'll understand

Oh, baby
Mama, please don't dog me 'round
Yeah I, I would rather love you, baby
Than anyone else I know in town

This is my confession, Mama
And it's sung by all your song
It proves that I'm in heaven, Mama
When you hold me in your arms

Well, baby
Can I have you for myself
Yeah, if I can't have you, baby
I don't want nobody else

Well, baby
Don't you want a man like me
Well, baby
Don't you want a man like me
Yeah, think about your future, baby
Forget about your used to be

Now if you wanna hear some boogie like I'm gonna play
It's just an old piano and a knockout bass
The drummer man's a cat they call Kickin' McCoy
You know, remember that rubber-legged boy?
Mama's cookin' chicken fried and bacon grease
Come on along boys it's just down the road a piece

Well, there's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road a piece

There's a place you really get your kicks
It's open every night about twelve to six
Now if you wanna hear some boogie you can get your fill
And shove and sting like an old steam drill
Come on along you can lose your lead
Down the road, down the road, down the road a piece

I'm gonna search this town
From door to door
The love I crave
I can't find no more

I got to find my baby
I declare I wouldn't no lie
I ain't had no real good loving
Since that girl said goodbye.

You know I hate to see the sun
Hurry to the west
'Cos I know my whole life's
Will be one solid mess.

I got to find my baby
I declare that ain't no lie
I ain't had no real good loving
Since that girl said goodbye.

Yesl, ever since the day
That she said we were through
I've been nervous
And shook up too.

I got to find my baby
I declare I wouldn't no lie
I ain't had no real good loving
Since that girl said goodbye.

Yesl, I don't care if it's the last thing
I ever do in my life
I'm gonna find that little girl
Make her my wife.

I got to find my baby
I declare I wouldn't no lie
I ain't had no real good loving
Since that girl said goodbye.

It was in ancient history, four thousand B.C.
Back up in the jungle in a coconut tree
Hanging on a branch up under the sun
Was a meddlesome monkey named Jo Jo Gunne

Old Leo the lion came down from the mountain
To get a drink of water from the jungle fountain
Jo Jo the monkey started tellin' him jive
About the elephant who was gonna skin him alive

Leo tried to reach and grab Jo Jo's tail
Got mad and went roarin' through the jungle trail
He ran upon an elephant beneath a tree
And said, put up your dukes you gotta tussle with me

An ol' eagle from Asia made a non stop flight
Tryin' to make it in time, just to see them fight
A crocodile phoned and reversed the charge
Coming all the way from India on a local barge

Ol' gorilla heard 'em talking in the lion's den
But Jo Jo bet him three bucks the elephant wins
Jo Jo yelled at Leo, Go on, knock him down
He don't outweigh you but a thousand pounds

Leo left wailin' with a left upper cut
The elephant took his snoot and grabbed a coconut
Leo fired a beautiful short back cross
That's when the coconut landed up against his jaw

Leo grew tired, but he wouldn't give in
The elephant all loose, beat his jawbone in
The buzzard said, they fought furious all day
He couldn't understand how Leo got away

Jo Jo runnin' everywhere, spreadin' the news
To the zebras and the leopards and the kangaroos
A hoot owl reported everything he saw
Had his eyes wide open, they called it a draw

Leo limping back with his jawbone bruised
Jo Jo in the trees started singin' the blues
Laughin', meddling, jumpin' up and down
Till his foot missed a limb and he fell to the ground

Just like a bolt of thunder and a streak of heat
Leo covered Jo Jo with all four feet
Jo Jo was screamin' with tears in his eyes
Said, please mister Leo, I apologize

Said, if you let my feet upon solid ground
I'll fight you close range, fifteen rounds
Leo got back to the square of the fight
Jo Jo took a leap and jumped... out of sight

I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin' down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again
Standin' over by the record machine
Lookin' like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I was thinkin'
She's in the mood
No need to break it
I got a chance, I oughta take it
If she'll dance we can make it
C'mon queenie let's shake it

Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie

Tell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machine
Lookin?like a model
On the cover of a magazine
She's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen

Meanwhile, I was still thinkin' If it's a slow song
We'll admit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it
If it's good, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it

Go, go, go, little queenie
Go go, go, go, little queenie
Go go, go, go, little queenie?

Baby Doll
When bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll
Will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old alma mater
And think of things that used to be
I remember it so well
Back when the weather was cool
We used to have so much fun
When we were walking to school
If we stopped off to hear
The latest songs they sing
And we just make it in
Before the bells would ring
Oh baby doll!
When bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll
Will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old alma mater
And think of things that used to be
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Oh baby doll!
When bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll!
Will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old alma mater
And think of things that used to be
When the teacher was gone
That's when we'd have a ball
We use to dance and play
All up and down the hall
We had a portable radio
We was ballin' the jack
We'd be all back in order
When the teacher got back
Oh baby doll!
When bells ring out the summer free
Oh baby doll!
Will it end for you and me?
We'll sing our old alma mater
And think of things that used to be