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It's amazing how much you can learn if your intentions are truly earnest.
— Chuck Berry
It's amazing how much you can learn if your intentions are truly earnest.
Baby I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty- days
As I was motivatin' over the hill Maybellene
You know, my temperature's risin' Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news
Workin' in the fillin' station - too many tasks. Too much monkey business for me!
I bought a brand-new air-mobile 'Cause if you get too close, you know I'm gone like a cool breeze
Hail, hail rock and roll; deliver me from the days of old. Rock, rock, rock and roll; the feelin' is there, body and soul.
Me still alone, me sip on the rum Havana moon, Havana moon
Baby doll! And think of things that used to be
Way down South they gave a jubilee The folks dancing there got all shook up.
Hey, the band was rockin' Till the moon went down
Milo Venus was a beautiful lass, To get a brown eyed handsome man.
Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:54 Rollin' till the break of dawn
She’s got the grownup blues And back in class again.
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Go, Johnny go...
His mother told him, "Someday you will be a man, Saying 'Johnny B. Goode tonight'."
Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day
Just like a bolt of thunder and a streak of heat Said," Please Mr. Leo, I apologize"
Beautiful Delilah, dressed in the latest style Maybe she will settle down and marry after a while
Sweet little rock and roller, sweet little rock and roller She never gets any older, sweet little rock and roller
Long distance information, give me Memphis Tennessee 'Cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall
Tell me who's the queen standin' over by the record machine C'mon Queenie, let's get with it
Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school. Anyway I'm almost grown
Did I miss the skyscrapers, did I miss the long freeway? You can bet your life I did, till I got back in the U.S.A.
Later in the evening when the sun is sinking low We've got an off-schedule train comin' two miles out
She remembered taking money out from gathering crop Bye, bye Johnny B. Goode
Thunderbird saw the Jaguar gainin' speed When the T-Bird, Jaguar crossed the line
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know I get shook up every time we meet
So come on, I wanna see you baby, come on That I belong to you and you belong to me
Nadine, honey is that you? Darling, you got something else to do
The little girl's creative, a repertoire that rings, The little girl from Central is gonna take on wings.
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast it goes to show you never can tell
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia And the poor boy's on the line
Well Dad, send the money, Henry Junior Ford
So let me be your driver, let me be your driver Drive you so slow and easy you won't wanna put me down
Ow! Have mercy on my little Tulane When I come back home
Can’t help it, but I love it Take care, good luck to you
California, California California, from my home I'll be leaving
I was looking for joy Mademoiselle, je vous aime, voulez-vous?
I feel good, like it's party time, don't you know But it broke my heart when she told me it's time to go
She followed him around where he played his guitar But soon there came a baby for Lady B. Goode
