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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 |
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| 2. |
| 2:24 |
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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 .... Oh they kept on a.... |
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| 2:43 |
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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 |
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| 4. |
| 2:34 |
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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. |
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| 3:08 |
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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 was waving me goodbye With hurry-home drops on her cheek that trickled from her eye Marie is only 6 years old, information, please Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee |
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| 6. |
| 2:56 |
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Runnin' to and fro, hard workin' at the mill
Never failed in the mail, yet come a rotten bill Too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Salesman talking to me tryin' to run me up a creek Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Blonde haired, good lookin' tryin' to get me hooked Wants me to marry, get a home, settle down, write a book Ha, 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 to be complainin', my objections overruled Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in Pay phone, somethin' wrong, dime gone, will mail I ought to sue the operator for tellin' me a tale Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business Too much monkey business for me to be involved in I been to Yokohama, been a fightin' in the war Army bunk, army chow, army clothes, army car Ha, 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 Uh-uh, too much monkey business, too much monkey business I don't want your botheration, go away, leave me be Too much monkey business for me |
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| 3:33 |
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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 |
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| 5:14 |
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In the wee, wee hours
That's when I think of you In the wee, wee hours That's when I think of you You say, but yet I wonder If your love was ever true In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you In a wee little room I sit alone and think of you I wonder if you still remember All the things we used to do One little song For a fading memory One little song For a fading memory Of the one I really love The only one for me |
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| 9. |
| 3:14 |
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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) |
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| 3:41 |
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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? |
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| 3:45 |
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Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you 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 and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you want to dance with me If you want to dance with me I took my loved one over cross the tracks So she can hear my man a wailin' sax I must admit they have a rockin' band Man, they were goin' like a hurricane That's why I go for that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me Way down South they gave a jubilee, The jokey folks they had a jamboree; They're drinkin' homebrew from a water cup, The folks dancin' got all shook up And started playin' that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me Don't care to hear 'em play a tango I'm in the mood to dig a mambo It's way to early for a congo So keep a rockin' that piano So I can hear some of that rock and roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat, you can't lose it Any old time you use it It's gotta be rock and roll music If you wanna dance with me If you wanna dance with me |
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| 3:16 |
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Well I'm-a write a little letter
I'm gonna mail it to my local D.J. Yeah and 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 beatin' rhythm And my soul keep-a singing the blues Roll over Beethoven And tell Tchaikovsky the news I got the rockin' pneumonia I need a shot of rhythm and blues I caught the rollin' athritis Sittin' down at a rhythm review Roll over Beethoven They rockin' in two by two Well if you feel and like it Go get your lover then reel and rock it Roll it over then move on up, yes-a Try for further then Reel and rock with one another Roll over Beethoven And dig these rhythm and blues Well early in the mornin' And I'm givin' you my mornin' Don't you step on my blue suede shoes Hey diddle-diddle, I'm-a play my fiddle Ain't got nothing to lose Roll over Beethoven And tell Tchaikovsky the news You know she wiggle like a glow worm Dance like a spinnin' top She got a crazy partner You oughta see 'em reel an rock Long as she got a dime The music will never stop Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven Roll over Beethoven And dig these rhythm and blues |
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