Chuck Berry Quotes

Me still alone, me sip on the rum Me wonder when the boat she come To bring me love, oh sweet little thing She rock 'n' 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

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

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.

So let me be your driver, let me be your driver I would love to ride you, I would love to ride you downtown Drive you so slow and easy you won't wanna put me down

I was looking for joy Yes, yes, yes, yes When I was little bitty boy <p>If I would have known what makes a world go 'round I would have known what goes up must come down If you love me like I love you Mademoiselle, je vous aime, voulez-vous?

Did I miss the skyscrapers, did I miss the long freeway? From the coast of California to the shores of The Delaware Bay You can bet your life I did, till I got back in the U.S.A.

I feel good, like it's party time, don't you know And it blew my mind when she smiled and said hello But it broke my heart when she told me it's time to go

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

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia Tidewater four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's on the line

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

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 out

Ow! Have mercy on my little Tulane She's too alive to try to live alone And I know her needs And although she loves me She's gonna try to make it While the poor boy's gone <p>Somebody should tell her to live And I'll understand it And even love her more When I come back home

Deep down in 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 named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell. <p> Go, go, Go, Johnny go...

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

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