Berry, Chuck Filmography

• Elvis Found Alive (2012)
• The Beatles: The Lost Concert (2012)
• Bert Stern: Original Madman (2011)
• Ruisrock - 40 vuotta rockia ja rakkautta (2011)
• Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Live: Feelin' Alright (2009)
• Michael Jackson (2009)
• Comedy Songs: The Pop Years (2008)
• Mike Douglas: Moments & Memories (2008)
• Goldene Kamera (2008)
• Impact: Songs That Changed the World (2007)
• Keith Richards: Under Review (2007)
• Impact: Songs That Changed the World - Chuck Berry: Maybellene (2007)
• Electric Purgatory: The Fate of the Black Rocker (2005)
• 1955, Seven Days of Fall (2005)
• The Question of God: Sigmund Freud & C.S. Lewis (2004)
• The Definitive Elvis: The Army Years (2002)
• Hollywood Rocks the Movies: The 1970s (2002)
• Blues Odyssey (2001)
• Christmas in Washington (2000)
• Christmas in Washington (2000)
• Hollywood Rocks the Movies: The Early Years (1955-1970) (2000)
• The Kennedy Center Honors: A Celebration of the Performing Arts (2000)
• Chuck Berry: Rock and Roll Music (1998)
• The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 2 (1995)
• The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 7 (1995)
• Rock & Roll (1995)
• The History of Rock 'N' Roll, Vol. 1 (1995)
• Apollo Theatre Hall of Fame (1994)
• Cigareta (1994)
• Bluesland: A Portrait in American Music (1993)
• Golden Age of Rock'n'Roll (1991)
• Rock 'n' Roll History Video: Fabulous Fifties (1989)
• Redeye Express (1988)
• John Lennon and the Plastic Ono Band: Sweet Toronto (1988)
• Chuck Berry Hail! Hail! Rock 'n' Roll (1987)
• Chuck Berry Hail! Hail! Rock 'n' Roll (1987)
• Chuck Berry & Bo Diddley's Rock 'n' Roll All Star Jam (1985)
• The 26th Annual Grammy Awards (1984)
• Rock and Roll: The Early Days (1984)
• That Was Rock (1984)
• Super Night of Rock 'n' Roll (1984)
• Cool Cats: 25 Years of Rock 'n' Roll Style (1983)
• Class Reunion (1982)
• When the Music's Over (1982)
• Chuck Berry: Live at the Roxy with Tina Turner (1982)
• The Compleat Beatles (1982)
• A Tribute to the Jukebox Award Winners (1980)
• The Wolfman Jack Radio Show (1980)
• Heroes of Rock and Roll (1979)
• The 5th Annual American Music Awards (1978)
• American Hot Wax (1978)
• American Bandstand's 25th Anniversary (1977)
• 20 Years of Rock & Roll (1975)
• Alice in den Städten (1974)
• The London Rock and Roll Show (1973)
• Let the Good Times Roll (1973)
• Summer in the City (1970)
• Keep on 'Rockin (1969)
• The T.A.M.I. Show (1964)
• Go, Johnny, Go! (1959)
• Jazz on a Summer's Day (1959)
• Mister Rock and Roll (1957)
• This Could Be the Night (1957)
• Rock Rock Rock! (1956)

Berry, Chuck Filmography

• Risk: Yelling in the Face of Life (1998)

• You Never Can Tell - Chuck Berry
• Roll Over Beethoven - Chuck Berry
• Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry
• CONFESSIN' THE BLUES - Chuck Berry
• YOU CAN'T CATCH ME - Chuck Berry
• Too Much Monkey Business - Chuck Berry
• Sweet Little Sixteen - Chuck Berry
• Sweet Little Rock And Roller - Chuck Berry
• School Days - Chuck Berry
• Rock and Roll Music - Chuck Berry
• Reelin' & Rockin' - Chuck Berry
• Oh Baby Doll - Chuck Berry
• No Particular Place To Go - Chuck Berry
• No Money Down - Chuck Berry
• Nadine - Chuck Berry
• Memphis - Chuck Berry
• Maybellene - Chuck Berry
• Little Queenie - Chuck Berry
• Let It Rock - Chuck Berry
• I'm Talking About You - Chuck Berry
• I Want To Be Your Driver - Chuck Berry
• Havana Moon - Chuck Berry
• Come On! - Chuck Berry
• Carol - Chuck Berry
• Bye Bye Johnny - Chuck Berry
• Beautiful Delilah - Chuck Berry
• Back In The USA - Chuck Berry
• Around and Around - Chuck Berry
• Almost Grown - Chuck Berry
• Ain't That Just Like a Woman - Chuck Berry
• 30 Days - Chuck Berry

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 was a cherry red '53
And drove it down New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was there where Pierre was wedded to the lovely Madamoiselle
"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 Madamoiselle
And now the young Monsieur and Madame have rung the chapel bell
"C'est la vie" say the old folks

I'm gonna write a little letter,
gonna mail it to my local DJ.
Yeah an' it's a jumpin' little record
I want my jockey to play.
Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today.
You know, my temperature's risin'
The jukebox's blowin' a fuse.
My heart's beatin' rhythm
and my soul keeps a-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 caught the rollin' arthiritis
sittin' down at a rhythm review.
Roll Over Beethoven they're rockin' in two by two.
Well, if you feelin' 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 with it,
roll it over,
Roll Over Beethoven, dig these rhythm and blues.
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,
Ya oughta see 'em reel and rock.
Long as she got a dime the music wont never stop.
Roll Over Beethoven,
Roll Over Beethoven,
Roll Over Beethoven,
Roll Over Beethoven,

Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made 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 the guitar just like ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Stroming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my, that little country boy could play
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him someday he would be a man
And he would be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go, go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go, go go Johnny go

Baby, here I stand before you
With my heart in my hand
I put it to you mama
Hoping that you'll understand
Hey yeah, baby
Mama, please don't dog me 'round
I would rather love you, baby
Than anyone else I know in town
This is my confession, mama
And I fell by all your charm
It seems that I'm in Heaven, mama
When you hold me in your arms
Well, baby
Can I have you for myself?
If I can't have you, baby
I don't want nobody else
Oh, when my days are long and dreary
And the sun refuse to shine
I would never weep low and lonely
If I knew that you were mine
Well, baby
Make everything alright
And I have you too baby
Or will it be tomorrow night
Well, baby
Don't you want a man like me
Well, baby
Don't you want a man like me
You think only about the future

I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you will get a scene
CHORUS:
Now you can't catch me, baby you can't catch me
'Cause if you get too close, you know I'm gone like a cool breeze
New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rollin' slow because of drizzlin' showers
Here come a flat-top, he was movin' up with me
Then come wavin' goodbye a little' old souped-up jitney
I put my foot in my tank and I began to roll
Moanin' siren, 'twas a state patrol
So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn
Bye bye New Jersey, I'd be come and gone
(chorus)
Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
Sweetest little thing I've ever seen
I'm gonna name you Maybellene
Flyin' on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
Two, three hours have passed us by
I'll be 2 dropped to 5:05
Fuel consumption way too fast
Let's get on home before we run out of gas

Runnin' to-and-fro - hard workin' at the mill.
Never fail in the mail - yeah, come a rotten bill!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Salesman talkin' to me - tryin' to run me up a creek.
Says you can buy now, gone try - you can pay me next week, ahh!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Blond have good looks - tryin' to get me hooked.
Want me to marry - get a home - settle down - write a book!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Same thing every day - gettin' up, goin' to school.
No need for me to complain - my objection's overruled, ahh!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Take home - something wrong - dime gone - will hold
Order suit - hoppered up for telling me a tale - ahh!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Been to Yokohama - been fightin' in the war.
Army bunk - Army chow - Army clothes - Army car, aah!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in!
Workin' in the fillin' station - too many tasks.
Wipe the windows - check the tires - check the oil - dollar gas!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Don't want your botheration, get away, leave me!

They're really rockin 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

She'd 9 years old and sweet as she can be
All dressed up like a downtown Christmas tree
Dancin' and hummin' a rock-roll melody
She's the daughter of a well-respected man
Who taught her how to judge and understand
Since she became a rock-roll music fan
Sweet little rock and roller, sweet little rock and roller
Her daddy don't have to scold her, her mother can't hardly hold her
She never gets any older, sweet little rock and roller
(instrumental)
Should've seen her eyes when the band began to play
And the famous singers sang and barred away
When the stars performed, she screamed and yelled "Hooray!"
Ten thousand eyes were watching them leave the floor
Five thousand tongues were screaming "More! More!"
About 1500 waitin' outside the door
(repeat and fade):

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

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 time you use it
It's gotta be Rock Roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me
I have no kick against modern jazz
Unless they try to play it too darn fast
And change the beauty of the melody
Until they sound just like a symphony
That's why I go for that Rock 'n' 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 Roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me
I took my loved one over across the tracks
So she can hear my man avail a sax
I must admit the have a rockin' band
Man they were blowin' like a hurricane
That's why I go for that Rock 'n' 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 Roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me
Way down South they gave a jubilee
The jockey folks they had a jamboree
They're drinkin' home brew from a wooden cup
The folks dancin' got all shook up
And started playin' that Rock 'n' 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 Roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me
Don't care to hear 'em play the tango
I'm in the mood to dig a mambo
It's way to early for the Congo
So keep a rockin' that piano
So I can 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 time you use it
It's gotta be Rock Roll music
If you wanna dance with me

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' ! "

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
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!
etc...
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!

Riding along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
my curiosity running wild
crusin' and playin' the radio
with no particular place to go
Riding 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 ko-ko-mo
The night was young and the moon was gold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you image the way I felt
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt
Riding along in my calaboose
Still trying to get her belt a-loose
all the way home I held a grudge
for the safety belt that wouldn't budge
Crusin' and playing the radio

As I was motivatin'
Back in town
I saw a Cadillac sign
Sayin' "No Money Down"
So I eased on my brakes
And I pulled in the drive
Gunned my motor twice
Then I walked inside
Dealer came to me
Said "Trade in you Ford
And I'll put you in a car
That'll eat up the road
Just tell me what you want
And then sign on that line
And I'll have it brought down to you
In a hour's time"
I'm gonna get me a car
And I'll be headed on down the road
Then I won't have to worry
About that broken - down, raggedy Ford
"Well Mister I want a yellow convertible
Four - door de Ville
With a Continental spare
And wire chrome wheels
I want power steering
And power brakes
I want a powerful motor
With a jet off - take
I want air condition
I want automatic heat
And I want a full Murphy bed
In my back seat
I want short - wave radio
I want TV and a phone
You know I gotta talk to my baby
When I'm ridin' alone"
Yes I'm gonna get that car
And I'm gonna head on down the road
Yeah, then I won't have to worry
About that broken - down, raggedy Ford
"I want four carburetors
And two straight exhausts
I'm burnin' aviation fuel
No matter what the cost
I want railroad air horns
And a military spot
And I want a five - year guarantee
On everything I got
I want ten - dollar deductible
I want twenty dollar notes
I want thirty thousand liability"
That's all she wrote
I got me a car
And I'm headed on down the road
No money down
I don't have to worry

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.

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

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.
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' 'bout ninety-five,
She's bumper to bumber rollin' side by side.
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.
Pink in the mirror on top of the hill,
It's just like swallowin' up a medicine pill.
First thing I saw that cadillac grille
Doin' a hundred and ten gallopin' over that hill.
Offhill curve, a downhill strecth,
Me and that cadillac neck by neck.
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.
The cadillac pulled up ahead of the ford,
The ford got hot and wouldn't do no more.
It then got clody and it started to rain,
I tooted my horn for a passin' lead
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.
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?

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
Well there she is again
Standin over by the record machine
Well she looks like a model
On the cover of a magazine
But she's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
Meanwhile I was thinkin'
Well if she's in the mood
No need to break it
I got the chance and I oughta take it
If she can dance we can make it
C'mon queenie let's shake it
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
Won't someone tell me
Who's the queen standin over by the record machine
Well she looks like a model
On the cover of a magazine
But she's too cute
To be a minute over seventeen
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
Meanwhile, I was still thinkin, hmmmm,
Well if it's a slow one
We'll omit it
If it's a rocker, then we'll get it
If it's a good one, she'll admit it
C'mon queenie, let's get with it
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie
I said go, go, go, little queenie

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 cominÚFFFF92 two miles about
Everybody's scrambling, running around
Picking up their money, tearing the teepee down
Foreman wants to panic, ÚFFFF91bout to go insane
Trying to get the workers out the way of the train
Engineer blows the whistle loud and long

Ah, ha, ha, ha, da, dah-um-dah
Ah, ha, ha, dah-um-dah, da
Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Ah, ha, ha-um-ha da
Who knows how to love me (talkin' about you)
In my way (talkin' about you)
Nobody but you (talkin' about you)
Talkin' about you (talkin' about you)
You know how to love me
In my way
Nobody but you
I do mean you, you, you!
Know how to love me
In my way
You're always there
Every night and day
Nobody but you
I do mean you
Talkin' 'bout you
Whoa-oh yeah
I'm gonna talk
Talk about you
Every day
Every night
You know on Monday
I'm gonna talk
On Tuesday
I'm gonna talk
All day Wednesday
I'm gonna talk
Every day (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Every night (hey-ay-ay-ay)
It's alright (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Gonna talk (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Talkin' 'bout (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Tell my brother (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Tell my mother (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Tell my sister (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Tell my father (hey-ay-ay-ay)
Come on (shout)
You make me (shout)
You make me (shout)
You're makin' me (shout)
Feel like I wanna (shout)
Jump up now (shout)
Come on now (shout)
Everybody (shout)
Everybody (shout)
I'm feelin' (shout)

I wanna be your driver, I wanna be your driver
I would love to ride you, I would love to ride you around
We'll be ready when you want me to drive you on downtown
Yeah I wanna drive your, your long and beautiful
Your rounded-body, wheel-to-roll limousine
I've never had the thrill of riding such a wonderful machine
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We'll roll 'round the mountain, drive down in the valley
I would drive it all over, I would ride you home with ease
You will enjoy every journey, it will be my aim to please
So let me be your driver, let me be your driver
I would love to ride you, I would love to ride you downtown

Havana moon, Havana moon
Me all alone with jug of rum
Me stand and wait for boat to come
It's long the night, it's quiet the dock
The boat she late since 12 o'clock
Me watch the tide easin' in
Is low the moon, but high the wind
Havana moon, Havana moon
Me all alone, me open the rum
It's long the wait for boat to come
American girl come back to me
We'll sail away across the sea
We'll dock in New York, the buildings high
We'll find a home up in the sky
Havana moon, Havana moon
Me still alone, me sip on the rum
Me wonder where the boat she come
To bring me love, ow! Sweet little thing
She rock and roll, she dance and sing
She hold me tight, she touch me lips
Me eyes they close, me heart she flip
Havana moon, Havana moon
But still alone, me drinkin' the rum
Begin to think the boat no come
American girl, she tell a lie
She say till then, she mean goodbye
Havana moon, Havana moon
Me lay down alone, was good the rum
Me fall asleep, the boat she come
The girl she look till come the dawn
She weep and cry, "Return for home"
The whistle blow, me open me eyes
Was bright the sun, was blue the sky
Me grab me shoes, me jump and run
Me see the boat head for horizon
Havana moon, is gone the rum
The boat she sail, me love she gone

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 job and I can't afford to check it
I wish somebody'd come along and run in to it and wreck it
Come on, Since my baby parted, Come on
I can't get started, Come on
I can't afford to check it
I wish somebody'd come along and run into it and wreck it
Everything is wrong since I been without you
Every night I lay awake thinkin' about you
Everytime the phone rings sounds like thunder
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number
Come on, since I been without you, Come on
Steady thinkin' 'bout you, Come on
Phone sounds like thunder
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number
SOLO
Everything is wrong since I last saw you baby
I really want to see you and I don't mean maybe
I'm doin' everything tryin' to make you see
That I belong to you honey and you belong to me
So come on, I wanna see you baby, Come on
I don't mean maybe, Come on
I'm tryin' to make you see that I belong to you and you belong to me

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

She drew out all her money out of 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 name 'o Johnny B. Goode
Was gonna make some motion pictures out 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 crop
And buying Johnny's guitar at a 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 goodby 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 'em by the railroad track
So every time they 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

Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie
Always gets a second look from fellas passin' by
Every time you see her she's with a different guy
Beautiful Delilah, that's the reason why
CHORUS:
The better don't allow 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, speak so low in miles
Maybe she will settle down and marry after a while
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Beautiful Delilah, bathin' in the sun
An audience of 17, and notice not a one
Local Casanova who wouldn't be outdone
Let her steal his heart away, break it just for fun

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 cafÚFFFFE9
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.

They say the joint was rockin'
a goin' 'round and round
Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound
Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down
Oh it sounds so sweet I gotta take me a chance
Rose out of my seat just had to dance
Started movin' my feet well a clappin' my hands
Well the joint started
Rockin' Going 'Round and around
Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound
A well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down
Twelve o'clock
Well the place as packed
Front doors was locked
Well the place was packed
When the police knocked
Both doors flew back
But they kept on a ....

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

There was Adam
Happy as a man could be
'Til Eve got him messing
With that old apple tree
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time
Lot took his wife
Down to the corner for a malted
She wouldn't mind her business
Boy, did she get salted
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time
Samson thought Delilah
Was on the square
'Til one night
She clipped him all his hair
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time
From our history books
We all learned
Nero fiddled
While Rome was burned
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time
Marie Antoinette met
Some hungry cats at the gate
They was crying for bread
She said, "Let them eat cake"
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time
You can buy a woman clothes
And give her money on the side
No matter what you do
She ain't never satisfied
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?

I'm gonna give you thirty days to get back home
I done talked to the gypsey woman on the telephone
She gonna send out a world wide hoodoo
that'll be the very thing that'll suit ya
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Oh thirty days (thirty days!)
Oh thirty days (thirty days!)
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Gonna send out a world wide hoodoo
that'll be the very thing that'll suit ya
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days.
I done talked to the judge in private early this morning
And he took me to the sheriff's office to sign a warning (warrant?)
Gonna put a false charge again ya (against ya)
That'll be the very thing that'll send ya
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
Oh thirty days (thirty days)
Baby I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Gonna put a false charge again ya
that'll be the very thing that'll send ya
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
If I don't get no satisfaction from the judge
I'm gonna take it to the FBI and voice my grudge
If they don't give me no consolation
I'm gonna take it to the United Nations
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Oh Thirty Days! (thirty days)
Oh Thirty Days! (thirty days)
Babe I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
You don't give me no consolation
I'm gonna take it to the United Nations