คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Roll Over Beethoven Chuck Berry Chordza

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คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Roll Over Beethoven Chuck Berry Chordza

I'm gonna write a little letter gonna mail it to my local DJ It's a rockin' rhythm record I want my jockey to play Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today You know, my temperature's rising And the jukebox blows a fuse My heart's beatin' rhythm And my soul keeps on singin' the blues Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news I got the rockin' pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues I think I'm rollin' arthritis sittin' down by the rhythm review Roll Over Beethoven rockin' in two by two Well, if you feel you 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 it Roll it over Roll Over Beethoven rockin' in two by two Well, early in the mornin' I'm a givin' you a warning 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 Tchaikovsky the news You know she wiggles like a glow worm Dance like a spinnin' top She got a crazy partner oughta see 'em reel and 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

คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Promised Land Chuck Berry Chordza

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คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Promised Land Chuck Berry Chordza

I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind Straddled that greyhound, rode him past Raleigh On across Caroline Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed rock hill And we never was a minute late We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle Half way 'cross Alabama And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded In downtown Birmingham Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket Ridin' 'cross Mississippi clean And I was on that midnight flier out of Birmingham Smoking into New Orleans Somebody help me get out of Louisiana Just help me get to Houston Town There's people there who care a little 'bout me And they won't let the poor boy down Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit 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 Oh, when the pilot told me us in thirteen minutes He was headin' at the terminal gate Swing low sweet 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 four ten o nine Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin' And the poor boy's on the line

คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Oh, Baby Doll Chuck Berry Chordza

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คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Oh, Baby Doll Chuck Berry Chordza

Oh, baby doll 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 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

คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Nadine Chuck Berry Chordza

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คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Nadine Chuck Berry Chordza

As 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 the 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 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 tryna get to where she's at And I was campaign shouting like a southern diplomat Nadine, honey is that you Oh, Nadine, honey where are you Seems like every time I catch you But you're up to something new Downtown searching for her, looking all around Saw her getting in a yellow cab heading uptown I caught a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab Flip the twenty dollar bill and told him catch that yellow cab Nadine, honey is that you Oh, Nadine, honey is that you Seems like every time I catch you But you're up to something new She moved around like a wayward summer breeze Go, driver, go, go on, catch her for me please Moving through the traffic like a mounted cavalier Leaning out the taxi window trying to make her hear Nadine, honey is that you Oh, Nadine, honey is that you Seems like every time I see you Darling, you're up to something new

คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Maybellene Chuck Berry Chordza

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คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Maybellene Chuck Berry Chordza

Maybellene, why can't you be true Oh Maybellene , why can't you be true You've started back doin' the things you used to do As I was motivatin' over the hill I saw Mabellene in a Coup de Ville A Cadillac arollin' on the open road Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford The Cadillac doin' about ninety-five She's bumper to bumper, rollin' side by side Maybellene, why can't you be true Oh Maybellene , why can't you be true You've started back doin' 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 started to rain I tooted my horn for a passin' lane The rainwater blowin' all under my hood I know that I was doin' my motor good Maybellene, why can't you be true Oh Maybellene , why can't you be true You've started back doin' the things you used to do Maybellene, why can't you be true Oh Maybellene , why can't you be true You've started back doin' 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 asittin' like a ton of lead A hundred and ten half a mile aheadv The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still And I caught Mabellene 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 doin' the things you used to do

คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Johnny B. Goode Chuck Berry Chordza

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คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Johnny B. Goode Chuck Berry Chordza

Deep 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 named of Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell Go Go, Go Johnny Go, Go   Go, Go Johnny Go, Go, Go Johnny Go Go Johnny Go, Go Go Johnny B. Goode He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Or sit beneath the trees by the railroad track Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made The People passing by, they would stop and say Oh my that little country boy could play Go Go, Go Johnny Go, Go   Go, Go Johnny Go, Go, Go Johnny Go Go Johnny Go, Go Go Johnny B. Goode His mother told him someday you will be a man And you would be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun go down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight Go Go, Go Johnny Go, Go   Go, Go Johnny Go, Go, Go Johnny Go Go Johnny Go, Go Go Johnny B. Goode

คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Brown Eyed Handsome Man Chuck Berry Chordza

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คอร์ด เนื้อเพลง Brown Eyed Handsome Man Chuck Berry Chordza

Arrested on charges of unemployment, he was sitting in the witness stand The judge's wife called up the district attorney Said you 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 get a brown eyed handsome man Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man Way back in history three thousand years In fact every since the world began There's been a whole lot of good women sheddin' tears For a brown eyed handsome man It's a lot of trouble was brown eyed handsome man Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind Between a doctor and a lawyer man Her mother told her darlin' go out and find yourself A brown eyed handsome man Just like your daddy, he's a brown eyed handsome man Milo 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 get brown eyed handsome man She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man Two, three count with nobody on He hit a high fly into the stand 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