| [ Rock'n Roll Music ] |
| 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've got no kick against modern jazz, |
| Unless they try to play it too darn fast; |
| And change the beauty of the melody, |
| Until they sounded 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. |
| Gotta be rock and roll music, |
| If you wanna dance with me, |
| If you wanna dance with me. |
| I took my loved one over cross the tracks |
| So she can hear my man await a sax, |
| I must admit they have a rockin' band, |
| Man they were going like a hurricane |
| 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. |
| 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 country folks had a jamboree, |
| They're drinkin' homebrew from a water cup, |
| And everybody got all shook up |
| 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. |
| 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. |
| Gotta be rock and roll music, |
| If you wanna dance with me, |
| If you wanna dance with me, |
| [ Johnny B. Goode ] |
| 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 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 |
| * |
| Go go,go Johnny go go |
| Go Johnny go go |
| Go Johnny go go |
| Go Johnny go go |
| Johnny B. Goode * |
| He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack |
| Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track |
| Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade |
| Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made |
| People passing by they would stop and say |
| Oh my that little country boy could play |
| * |
| His mother told him "Someday you will be a man, |
| And you will 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 go Johnny go |
| Go go go Johnny go |
| Go go go Johnny go |
| Go Johnny B. Goode |
| [ Sweet Little Sixteen ] |
| They're really rockin' in Boston |
| In Pittsburgh, PA |
| Deep in the heart of Texas |
| And 'round the 'Frisco Bay |
| All over St. Louis |
| And down in New Orleans |
| All the cats wanna dance with |
| Sweet Little Sixteen |
| Sweet Little Sixteen |
| She's just got to have |
| About a half a million |
| Famed autographs |
| Her wallet filled with pictures |
| She gets them one by one |
| Becomes 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 alright with you" |
| 'Cause they'll be rockin' |
| On Bandstand |
| In Philadelphia, PA |
| 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 dresses and lipstick |
| She's sportin' high heel shoes |
| Oh, but tomorrow morning |
| She'll have to change her trend |
| And be sweet sixteen |
| And back in class again |
| Well |
| They'll be rockin' in Boston |
| Pittsburgh, PA |
| Deep in the heart of Texas |
| And 'round the 'Frisco Bay |
| Way out in St. Louis |
| Way down in New Orleans |
| All the cats wanna dance with |
| Sweet Little Sixteen |