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For Broken Ears 
Tom: E
Intro: E, Bsus2
Verse One:
E                                               Bsus2
Where are the ones who carry their guns to the far away lands with the
                          C#m                       Asus2             
blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds. The half-truth trails and the 
 Bsus2            E                                     Bsus2
holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a 
                 C#m                               Asus2          
coward's frown. Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to 
Bsus2
the ground somehow.
Interlude: E, Bsus2, C#m, Asus2, Bsus2, E, Bsus2
Verse Two:
E                                                   Bsus2         
Where are the deaf and where are the dumb from the side of the tracks where 
                              C#m                     Asus2
no reason comes from and the tables never bare. The water runs and momma's 
 Bsus2                E                                           Bsus2
always there so who separates the world from the start. Where such words 
                                           C#m
would come and such thoughts would cause a shot heard round the world. Or 
 Asus2               Bsus2
just as sad never heard at all. 
Chorus:
    E                    Bsus2                    Asus2             C#m
So down down down like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with 
              A            C#m            Ab/E            Bsus2
names of hypocrites what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. 
       E                  Bsus2         Asus2                C#m
Don't compromise administration lies carried out and covered up with time, 
Asus2                    C#m            Ab/E                    Asus2
carried out and turned around to shine. High on a pedestal of broken lives.
Interlude: E, Bsus2, C#m, Asus2, Bsus2, E, Bsus2
Verse Three:
E                                           Bsus2       
Compassion speaks loud for itself falls on broken ears and off the value 
                C#m                     Asus2                  Bsus2
shelf into the dirt left to the wind. Coming up strong ready to begin to 
E                                             Bsus2              
obliterate the word from the start Where such words would come and such 
                        C#m                                     Asus2
thoughts would cause a spark that'll set a blaze and leave the embers red 
            Bsus2
until the end of days.
Chorus:
    E                    Bsus2                    Asus2             C#m
So down down down like a ball of flames, to the rotten core filling up with 
              A            C#m            Ab/E            Bsus2
names of hypocrites what a massive list, don't exclude yourself from it. 
       E                  Bsus2         Asus2                C#m
Don't compromise administration lies carried out and covered up with time, 
Asus2                    C#m            Ab/E                    Asus2
carried out and turned around to shine. High on a pedestal of broken lives.
Interlude: E, B...
Outro:
E                                              Bsus2  
Where are the ones who carry their guns to the far away lands with the 
                        C#m                         Asus2         
blackened suns from the smokened narrow minds. The half-truth trails and the 
Bsus2          E                                     Bsus2
holy lies of an empty heart and overflowing mouth, a plastic smile and a 
                C#m                                Asus2             Bsus2
coward's frown. Reprecussions come around when the word named free burns to 
               E
the ground somehow.
Downbound Train
Tom: Gm
(Gm)
A stranger lying on a bar room floor
Had drank so much he could drink no more,
So he fell asleep with a troubled brain
To dream that he rode on that down bound train.
The engine with blood was sweaty and damp
And brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp,
And imps for fuel were shovelling bones
While the furnace rang with a thousand groans.
The boiler was filled with lager beer
The devil himself was the engineer,
The passengers were most a motley crew,
Some were foreigners and others he knew.
Rich men in broadcloth, beggars in rags
Handsome young ladies and wicked old hags.
As the train rushed on at a terrible pace
Sulphuric fumes scorched their hands and face,
Wider and wider the country grew
Faster and faster the engine flew,
Louder and louder the thunder crashed
Brighter and brighter the lighting flashed,
Hotter and hotter the air became
Till their clothes were burned
and they were screaming with pain.
Then out of the distance there came a yell
Ha ha said the devil we're nearing home,
Oh how the passengers shrieked with pain
And begged old Satan to stop that train.
The stranger awoke with an anguished cry
His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high,
He fell on his knees on the bar room floor
And prayed a prayer like never before.
And the prayers and vows were not in vain
For he never rode that down bound train.
Reelin And Rockin
Tom: G
#1.
G
Sometimes I will, then again I think I won't.
C                                      G
Sometimes I will, then again I think I won't.
    D                                G    D
Sometimes I do, then again I think I don't.
#2.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 9:21,
we was at a rock'n'roll dance having nothing but fun.
       C                     G
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin'.
       D
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G   D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#2.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 9:32,
there's nothing I would rather do than dance with you.
       C                     G
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin'.
       D 
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G    D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#3.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 9:43.
And everytime I spinned she would spin with me.
       C                     G
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin'.
       D
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G   D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#4.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 9:54.
I said, dance ballerina girl, go go go!
       C                     G
And we rolled, reelin' and a rockin'.
       D
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G   D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#5.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 10:05.
Man, I didn't know if I was dead or alive.
          C                      G
And I was rollin', reelin' and a rockin'.
       D 
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G   D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#6.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 10:26.
But I'm gonna keep on dancing toll I get my kicks.
       C                     G
And we reeled, reelin' and a rockin'.
       D
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G   D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#7.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 10:28.
I gotta get my kicks before it gets too late.
           C                      G
And we was reelin', reelin' and a rockin'.
       D            
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G    D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#8.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch, it was 10:29.
I had to hold her hand, she was still holding mine.
       C                     G
And we reeled, reelin' and a rockin'.
       D
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G   D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#9.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch and to my surprise,
I was dancing with a woman that was twice my size.
      C                      G 
I was reelin', reelin' and a rockin'.
       D
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                         G  D
Rollin' till the break of dawn.
#10.
        G
Well, I looked at my watch and it was time to go.
The bandleader said ' We ain't playing no more.'
           C                      G
And we was reelin', reelin' and a rockin'.
       D
We was reelin' and a rockin',
C                       G
well, till the break of dawn.
Oh Baby Doll 
Tom: E
[Chorus]
E
Oh Baby Doll!
E
when bells ring out the summer free
A
Oh baby doll
E
will it end for you and me?
B
We'll sing our old Alma Mater
A                                E
and think of things that used to be
[Verse1]
E
I remember it so well
A
back when the weather was cool
E
we used to have so much fun
B
when we were walking to school
E
if we stopped off to hear
A
the latest songs they sing
E
and we just make it in
B
before the bells would ring
[Chorus]
E
Oh Baby Doll!
E
when bells ring out the summer free
A
Oh baby doll
E
will it end for you and me?
B
We'll sing our old Alma Mater
A                                E
and think of things that used to be
[Verse2]
E
When the teacher was gone
A
that's when we'd have a ball
E
we use to dance and play
B
all up and down the hall
E
we had a portable radio
A
we was ballin' the jack
E
We'd be all back in order
B
when the teacher got back
[Chorus]
E
Oh Baby Doll!
E
when bells ring out the summer free
A
Oh baby doll
E
will it end for you and me?
B
We'll sing our old Alma Mater
A                                E
and think of things that used to be
No Particular Place To Go 
Tom: E
                            E
Ridin' along in my automobile
                             E
My baby beside me at the wheel
                                  A
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
                         E
My curiosity runnin' wild 
                             B7
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
                              E
With no particular place to go.
 
                            E
Ridin' along in my automobile
                                     E
I'm anxious to tell her the way I feel,
                               A
So I told her softly and sincere,
                                     E
And she leaned and whispered in my ear
                             B7
Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow,
                             E
With no particular place to go. 
          
                        E 
No particular place to go,
                                 E
So we parked way out on the Kokomo
                                        A
The night was young and the moon was bold
                                  E
So we both decided to take a stroll
                             B7
Can you imagine the way I felt?
                                  E
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt! 
                           E
Ridin' along in my calaboose
                                   E
Still tryin' to get her belt unloose
                               A
All the way home I held a grudge,
                                     E
But the safety belt, it wouldn't budge 
                             B7
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
                            E  A  B7  E
With no particular place to go. 
Back in the U.S.A 
Tom: C
 
    C                                    C7
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
     F                                         C
We just touched ground on an international runway
          G7                             F7              C
Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A.
 
    C                                    C7
New York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you
     F                                         C
Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge
          G7                             F7              C
Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St. Lou.
 
    C                                    C7
Did I miss the skyscrapers, did I miss the long freeway?
     F                                         C
From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay
          G7                             F7              C
You can bet your life I did, till I got back to the U. S. A.
 
    C                                    C7
Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe'
     F                                         C
Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day
          G7                             F7              C
Yeah, and a juke-box jumping with records like in the U.S.A.
 
    C                                    C7
Well, I'm so glad I'm linin' in the U.S.A.
F                                   C
Yes. I'm so glad I'm livin' in the U.S.A.
 G7                             F7              C
Anything you want, we got right here in the U.S.A.
My Ding-a-Ling
Tom: D
        D               G                     
1. When I was a little biddy boy 
         A                      D
    my grandmother bought me a cute little toy.
     D                    G                                  
    Silver bells hanging on a string,
         A                 D
    she told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling
 D               G              
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
 A                   D
won't you play with my ding-a-ling.
                 G               
My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
 A                   D
won't you play with my ding-a-ling.
 
             D                G                    
2. And then mama took me to grammar school,
        A                     D
    but I stopped off in the vestibule,
                    G                                    
    Ev'rytime that bell would ring
     A                     D
    catch me playing with my ding-a-ling.   + REFRAIN 
                           
    D                       G                
3. Once I was climbing the garden walls,
       A                 D
    I slipped and had a terrible fall.
      D              G                   
   I fell so hard I heard bells ring, 
         A             D
    but held on to my ding-a-ling
    D                         G            
3. Once I was swimming cross turtle creek,
     A                       D
    man, them snappers all around my feet.
    D                       G                   
   Sure was hard swimming cross that thing,
          A                     D
    with both hands holding my ding-a-ling-a-ling.  + REFRAIN 
         D                G               
5. Now this here song it ain't so sad,
         A                        D
    the cuttest little song that you ever had.
      D               G                 
    Those of you who will not sing,
         A                         D
    you must be playing with your own ding-a-ling. + REFRAIN 
        D                 G                  
6. Oh, your ding-a-ling, your ding-a-ling,
        A                    D
    we saw you playing with your ding-a-ling.
                         G             
    Oh, my ding-a-ling, ev'rybody sing,
       A                 D
    I want to play with my ding-a-ling.
     D               G               
    My ding-a-ling, my ding-a-ling,
     A                  D
    won't you play with my ding-a-ling.
Carol
Tom: D
Intro: A - D - A - A7 
      D                                     A
 Oh Carol,  don't let him steal your heart away,
     E                          D                      A   - E
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day.
         A                                           ~
1. Come into my machine so we can cruise on out,
                                                                  ~
    I know a swinging little joint where we can jump and shout.
                  D                                             ~
    It's not too far back on the highway, not too long a ride,
                   A                                       ~
    you park your car in the open, you can walk inside.
              E                                                ~
    A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her ma'm,
                 A
   'cause every time you make the scene, the joint is jammed.
    + REFRAIN    + Instr. = REFRAIN
                A                                                 ~
2. Well if you wanna hear some music like the boys are playin',
                                                              ~
    hold tight, tap your foot, don't let it carry you away.
                   D                                         ~
    Don't let the heat overcome you when they play so loud,
              A                                           ~
    why, the music will treat you when they get a crowd,
               E                                           ~
    Well, you can dance, I know you would, you could,
              A                                        ~ ~
    I got my eyes on you baby 'cause you dance so good.
+ REFRAIN .....       
Almost Grown
Tom: D
D7                                   G
Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school.
G
They ain't said I broke no rule.
G                     C
I ant never been in Dutch.
C                         G
I don't browse around too much
Chorus:
G                          D
Don't bother me, leave me alone
D                 G
Anyway I'm almost grown
D7                        G
I don't run around with no mob.
G
Got myself a little job
G                     C
I'm gonna buy me a little car,
C                    G
Drive my girl in the park
**Chorus
**Instrumental  
D7                    G
Got my eye on a little girl.
G
Ah, she's really out of this world.
G                     C
When I take her to the dance,
C                         G
She's got to talk about romance.
**Chorus
**Instrumental:  
D7                        G 
You know I'm still livin' in town.
G
But I done married and settled down.
G                 C
Now I really have a ball
C                         G
So I don't browse around at all

Around And Around
Tom: B
                       B
They say the joint was rockin'
B
A goin' 'round and round
                   E                   B
Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound
                        F#                         B
Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down
                B
Oh it sounds so sweet I gotta take me a chance
               E                B
Rose out of my seat just had to dance
                 F#                     B
Started movin' my feet well a clappin' my hands
B
Well the joint started
Chorus:
B
Rockin'     Going 'Round and around
                     E                  B
Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound
                            F#                       B
A well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down

**Guitar Solo:   B, E9, B , F#, B, E, B, F#, B (12 Bars)
**Guitar Solo Chords Only: (12 Bars)
         B
Twelve o'clock
B
Well the place as packed
                 E
Front doors was locked
                    B
Well the place was packed
                F#
When the police knocked
                  B 
Both doors flew back
B
But they kept on a ....
**Chorus
B
Oh they kept on a....
**Chorus
                       B
They say the joint was rockin'
B
A goin' 'round and round
                   E                   B
Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound
                        F#                         B
Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down

 

Brown Eyed Handsome Man
Tom: E
E
Arrested on charges of unemployment,
E
He was sitting in the witness stand
                               A
The judge's wife called up the district attorney
         B                    E
Said you free that brown eyed man
E                            D                    E
You want your job you better free that brown eyed man
E
Flying across the desert in a TWA,
E
I saw a woman walking across the sand
                               A
She been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay.
         B                E
To get a brown eyed handsome man
E                   D                    E
Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man
E
Way back in history three thousand years
E
Back every since the world began
                               A
There's been a whole lot of good women shed a tear
         B             E
For a brown eyed handsome man
E                        D                    E
That's what the trouble was brown eyed handsome man
**Guitar Break
E
Beautiful daughter couldn't make up her mind
E
Between a doctor and a lawyer man
                               A
Her mother told her daughter go out and find yourself
       B            E 
A brown eyed handsome man
E                        D                    E
That's what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man
E
Milo Venus was a beautiful lass
E
She had the world in the palm of her hand
                               A
But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match
         B              E
To get brown eyed handsome man
E                        D                    E
She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man
**Guitar Break
E
Two, three count with nobody on
E
He hit a high fly into the stand
                         A
Rounding third he was headed for home
         B                E
It was a brown eyed handsome man
E                        D                    E
That won the game; it was a brown eyed handsome man

 

Come On
Tom: E
Intro: 
E--14-14-14-14--14-^17-16-14----------- Repeat Once
G--------------------------------------
B--------------------------------------
D--------------------------------------
A--------------------------------------
E--------------------------------------
E                                    A
Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted		
E                                    A
All day long I'm walkin' 'cause I couldn't get my car started
E                                    A
Laid off from job and I can't afford to check it
E                                    A
I wish somebody'd come along and run in to it and wreck it
E		       A       E
Come on, Since my baby parted, Come on
E	    A	     E	 
I can't get started, Come on
E		  A
I can't afford to check it
E				 A
I wish somebody'd come along and run into it and wreck it
E			  A	
Everything is wrong since I been without you
E                                    A
Every night I lay awake thinkin' about you
E                                    A
Everytime the phone rings sounds like thunder
E                                    A
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number
E		       A       E
Come on, since I been without you, Come on
E	    A	     E	 
Steady thinkin' 'bout you, Come on
E		  A
Phone sounds like thunder
E		  A
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number
**Solo
E                                    A
Everything is wrong since I last saw you baby
E                                    A
I really want to see you and I don't mean maybe
E                                    A
I'm doin' everything tryin' to make you see
E                                    A
That I belong to you honey and you belong to me
E	    A			  E
So come on, I wanna see you baby, Come on
E	     A	    E
I don't mean maybe, Come on
E		       A	E		    A
I'm tryin' to make you see that I belong to you and you belong to me
E
Come on
Johnny B. Goode
Tom: A 
 A
Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans, 
A
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
      D
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
      A
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
    E
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
             A
But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.
Chorus:
A 
Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
                  D
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A                   E
Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode 

     A
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
     A
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
      D
Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,
     A
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
    E
When people passed him by they would stop and say,
     A
'Oh, my but that little country boy could play'
**Chorus
     A
His mother told him, 'someday you will be a man,
     A 
You will be the leader of a big ol' band.
      D
Many people comin' from miles around
     A
Will hear you play your music when the sun go down.
    E
Maybe someday your name'll be in lights,
     A
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight''
**Chorus

Maybellene
Tom: A
Intro:  A 
Chorus:
    A
Maybellene, why can't you be true
          D7                     A
Oh, Maybellene, why can't you be true
       E7                     D7                 A       
You've started back doin' the things you used to do
      A
As I was motivatin' over the hill
      A
I saw Maybellene in a Coupe de Ville
      A
Cadillac rollin' on the open road
      A
Nothin' outruns my V-8 Ford
      A
Cadillac doin' 'bout 95
      A
Bumper-to-bumper, rollin' side by side
**Chorus
      A
Cadillac rolled up ahead of the Ford
      A
The Ford got hot, wouldn't do no more
      A
It soon got cloudy and it started to rain
      A
I tooted my horn for the passing lane
      A
Rain was pourin' under my hood
      A
I knew that was doin' my motor good
**Chorus
Instrumental:  A  D7  A  E7  D7  A
**Chorus
      A
Motor cooled down, the heat went down
      A
That's when I heard that highway sound
      A
The Cadillac sittin' like a ton of lead
      A
110 half a mile ahead
      A
The Cadillac looked like it was sittin' still
      A
I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill
**Chorus

 

Memphis, Tennessee
Tom: D
Intro:  G
     D
Long-distance information, get me Memphis, Tennessee
     D
Help me find the party who tried to get in touch with me
    G
She could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call
                       D7                             G
'Cause my uncle took a message and he wrote it on the wall
     D
Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie
     D
She's the only one who called me here from Memphis, Tennessee
    G
Her home is on the south side, high upon the ridge
                       D7               G
Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge
Instrumental:  D   D   G   D7   G
     D
Help me, information, more than that I cannot add
     D
Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
    G
But we were pulled apart because her mom would not agree
                       D7                 G
Tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee
     D
Last time I saw Marie, she was wavin' me goodbye
     D
With hurry-home drops on her cheeks that trickled from her eyes
    G
Marie is only 6 years old; information please
                       D7                    G
Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee

Nadine
Tom:A
A
I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat, 
A
Thought I saw my future bride walking up the street, 
  B9
I shouted to the driver hey conductor, you must slow down. 
A
I think I see her please let me off this bus
Chorus:
        A                A         B9                     A              E7
Nadine, honey is that you.  Oh, Nadine. Honey, is that you? Seems like every
                                                   A
time I see you Darling you got something else to do
**Chorus
A
Downtown searching for her, looking all around. Saw her getting in a yellow
                         B9
cab heading up town. I caught  a loaded taxi, paid up everybody's tab. With a
     A
twenty dollar bill, told him 'catch that yellow cab.'
**Chorus
A
She move around like a wave of summer breeze, go, driver, go, go, catch her
                         B9
balmy breeze. Moving thru the traffic like a mounted cavalier. Leaning out
     A
the taxi window trying to make her hear.
**Chorus 

No Particular Place To Go
Tom: G 
Intro:  D+
   
                   G
Riding along in my automobile
                   G
My baby beside me at the wheel
                                C
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
                     G
My curiosity running wild
                         D
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
                            G
With no particular place to go
                   G
Riding along in my automobile
                   G
I's anxious to tell her the way I feel
                         C
So I told her softly and sincere
                                   G
And she leaned and whispered in my ear
                          D
Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow
                            G
With no particular place to go
Guitar Solo:  G, C, G, D, C, G  ( 12 Bars)
                       G
No particular place to go
                   G
So we parked way out on ko-ko-mo
                                     C
The night was young and the moon was gold
                             G
So we both decided to take a stroll
                         D
Can you image the way I felt
                               G
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt
                   G
Riding along in my calaboose
                   G
Still trying to get her belt a-loose
                          C
All the way home I held a grudge
                                   G
For the safety belt that wouldn't budge
                         D
Cruisin' and playing the radio
                            G
With no particular place to go
Guitar Solo:   (12 Bars) G

Rock 'N' Roll Music
Tom: A

 

A7
Just let me hear some of that...
Chorus:
D
Rock and roll music
D
Any old way you choose it
           G
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
D
Any old time you use it
     A7
It's gotta be rock and roll music
                        D
If you wanna dance with me
A7                      D
If you wanna dance with me
                       A
I have no kick against modern jazz
A7                          D
  Unless you try to play it too darn fast
                       G
I lose the beauty of a melody
                            A7
Until it sounds just like a symphony
                A7
That's why I go for that...
**Chorus
                       A
I took my love on over 'cross the tracks
A7                          D
So she could hear a man a-wailin' sax
                       G
I must admit they had a rockin' band
                            A7
And they were blowin' like a hurrican'
                A7
That's why I go for that...
**Chorus
                       A
Way down south they gave a jubilee
A7                          D
And Georgia folks, they had a jamboree
                       G
They're drinkin' home brew from a wooden cup
                            A7
The folks dancin' got all shook up
               A7
And started playin' that...
**Chorus
                       A
Don't get to hear 'em play a tango
A7                          D
I'm in no mood to take a mambo
                       G
It's way too early for the congo
                       A7
So keep on rockin' that piano
                A7
So I can hear some of that...
**Chorus

Roll Over Beethoven
Tom: E
E
I'm gonna write a little letter,
E
Gonna mail it to my local DJ.
       A
It's a rockin' rhythm record
                    E
I want my jockey to play.
     B                                       E
Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today.
E
You know, my temperature's risin'
E
And the jukebox blows a fuse.
       A
My heart's beatin' rhythm
                                  E
And my soul keeps on singin' the blues.
     B                                       E
Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news.
E
I got the rockin' pneumonia,
E
I need a shot of rhythm and blues.
       A
I think I'm rollin' arthritis
                             E
Sittin' down by the rhythm review.
     B                             E
Roll over Beethoven rockin' in two by two.
Bridge:
E
Well, if you feel you like it
E
Go get your lover, then reel and rock it.
E                A
Roll it over and move on up just
A                    E
A trifle further and reel and rock it, roll it over,
E    B
Roll over Beethoven rockin' in two by two.
E
Well, early in the mornin' I'm a-givin' you a warnin'
E
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
       A
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle,
                    E
Ain't got nothin' to lose.
     B                                       E
Roll over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news.
E
You know she wiggles like a glow worm,
E
Dance like a spinnin' top.
       A
She got a crazy partner,
                    E
Oughta see 'em reel and rock.
     B                                       E
Long as she got a dime the music will never stop.
E
Roll over Beethoven,
E
Roll over Beethoven, 
       A
Roll over Beethoven,
               E
Roll over Beethoven,
     B                                       E
Roll over Beethoven and dig these rhythm and blues.

School Day
Tom: G
                            G
Up in the mornin' and off to school
                       G
The teacher is teachin' the golden rule
                               C
American hist'ry and practical math
                                G
You're studyin' hard, hopin' to pass
                                       D
Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
C7                                      G
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone
                    G
Ring ring, goes the bell
                       G
The cook in the lunchroom's ready to sell
                               C
You're lucky if you can find a seat
                                G
You're fortunate if you have time to eat
                              D
Back in the classroom, open your books
C7                                      G
Bet the teacher don't know how mean she looks
                       G
Soon as 3:00 rolls around
                       G
You finally lay your burden down
                               C
Close up your books, get out of your seat
                                G
Down the halls and into the street
                                 D
Up through the corner and round the bend
C7                          G
Right to the juke joint you go in
                       G
Drop the coin right into the slot
                       G
You gotta hear somethin' that's really hot
                               C
With the one you love you're makin' romance
                                G
All day long you've been wantin' to dance
                               D
Feelin' the music from head to toe
C7                        G
Round and round and round you go
Instrumental:  G   G   C   G   D   C7   G
                       G
Drop the coin right into the slot
                       G
You gotta hear somethin' that's really hot
                               C
With the one you love you're makin' romance
                                G
All day long you've been wantin' to dance
                               D
Feelin' the music from head to toe
C7                        G
Round and round and round you go
                       G
Hail, hail, rock 'n' roll!
                       G
Deliver me from the days of old
                   C
Long live rock 'n' roll
                                G
The beat of the drums loud and bold
                  D
Rock, rock, rock 'n' roll
C7                            G
The feelin' is there, body and soul
Sweet Little 16
Tom: G
Chorus 1:
                          G       G7             C
They're really rockin' in Boston,   Pittsburgh, PA
                     G     G7                     C
Deep in the heart of Texas   and round the Frisco Bay
             F                        C
All over St. Louis, way down in New Orleans
                   G          G7              C
All the cats wanna dance with   Sweet Little 16
                  G       G7             C
Sweet Little 16, she's just got to have
             G     G7              C
About a half a million framed autographs
                            F                           C
Her wallet's filled with pictures; she gets them one by one
                   G          G7              C
Becomes so excited; won't you look at her run, boy?
Bridge:
           F                   C
"Oh Mommy, Mommy, please may I go?
                     G    G7
It's such a sight to see;   somebody steal the show
          F            C
Oh Daddy, Daddy, I beg you
           G     G7
Whisper to Mommy   it's all right with you"
Chorus 2:
                      G                G7                 C
'Cause they'll be rockin' on the bandstand Philadelphia, PA
                     G     G7              C
Deep in the heart of Texas and round the Frisco Bay
             F                        C
All over St. Louis, way down in New Orleans
                G          G7              C
All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little 16
Instrumental:  G  G7  C  G  G7  C  F  C  G  G7  C
Chorus 2:
                      G                G7                 C
'Cause they'll be rockin' on the bandstand Philadelphia, PA
                     G     G7              C
Deep in the heart of Texas and round the Frisco Bay
             F                        C
All over St. Louis, way down in New Orleans
                G          G7              C
All the cats wanna dance with Sweet Little 16
                     G       G7             C
Sweet Little 16, she's got the grownup blues
                              G          G7              C
Tight dresses and lipstick, she's sportin' high-heeled shoes
                       F                              C
Oh, but tomorrow mornin', she'll have to change her trend
            G          G7            C
And be sweet 16 and back in class again
Chorus 1:
                          G       G7             C
But they'll be rockin' in Boston,   Pittsburgh, PA
                     G     G7                     C
Deep in the heart of Texas   and round the Frisco Bay
             F                        C
All over St. Louis, way down in New Orleans
                   G          G7              C
All the cats wanna dance with   Sweet Little 16

 

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