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Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry


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Настоящее имя Charles Edward Anderson Berry
Дата рождения 18 октября 1926 г.
Место рождения St. Louis, Missouri, U.S.
Жанры Rock'n'Roll
Годы 1955—н.в.
Лейблы Mercury Records
Atco Records
Сайт Website



Альбом Chuck Berry


Chuck Berry In London (1965)
1965
1.
2.
She Once Was Mine
3.
After It's Over
4.
5.
Night Beat
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11.
Butterscotch
12.
The Song of My Love
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14.
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This little love-light of mine are you gonna let it shine
This little love-light of mine are you gonna let it shine
This little love-light of mine are you gonna let it shine
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine

With your arms wrapped around me my little love-light will shine
With your arms wrapped around me my little love-light will shine
With your arms wrapped around me my little love-light will shine
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine

Someday soon you promised me you'd make my love-light shine
Someday soon you promised me you'd make my love-light shine
Someday soon you promised me you'd make my love-light shine
With a kiss, your arms around me, make it shine

Wee, wee hours come and let my love-light shine
In the wee, wee hours let my lil' love-light shine
In the wee, wee hours let my lil' love-light shine
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine

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She Once Was Mine

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After It's Over

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I got a booking with the airlines
Pack up and going to go
I'm gonna leave here by plane, darling
Because railway is much too slow

I'm goin' back to my hometown
Where I'm better known
'Cause you haven't done nothing, darling
But ruin a happy home

Now, when the sun sinks in the hillside
The one you love will be gone
And I know I will be blue darling
But somehow I'll just travel on

Now, would you rather care to kiss me
Or would you prefer to just say goodbye
'Cause I will turn and leave you darling
I don't want to see you cry

. . .

Night Beat

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So few years ago her daddy held her in his arms
Snugged the blanket around her feet to help and keep 'em warm
When he kissed her tender cheek, oh, how her eyes would shine
His ev'ry dream was built around his daughter Caroline

He remembered ev'ry time she'd turn another year
And, at the birthday parties, when he'd shed a happy tear
Thinking of the wedding dress that she would wear someday
When he'd have to give his daughter Caroline away

He thought of what he saw the night they called her from the roll
A silver graduation ring and engagement ring of gold
It seems as tho' twas yesterday he met her valentine
And now she's grown and here to wed his daughter Caroline

Maarching on his arm she whispered, "Pa, I still love you"
Those words remained within his ears when she vowed, "I do"
Cheer was sparkling from his eyes, but tears were in behind
When he gave his heart away, his daughter Caroline

. . .


Brooks-Russell

You came a long way from St. Louis,
You climbed the ladder of success . . .
I've seen the flashy foreign cars
That were parked out in front of
Your fancy address!

You came a long way from St. Louis,
You broke a lot of hearts between . . .
I've met a gang of gloomy guys
Who were doin' all right
'Till you came on the scene!

You blew in from the middle-west
And certainly impressed
The population here-abouts . . .
Well baby, I got news for you,
I'm from Missouri too,
So, naturally, I got my doubts!

You got 'em droppin' by the way-side,
A feelin' I ain't gonna know . . .
You came a long way from St. Louis,
But baby, you still got a long way to go!

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My, how you come up!
Hmmm, you really come on!

< instrumental break >

Hey, I'll have your address!
St. Louis woman,
You're a St. Louis doll!

< instrumental break >

You blew in from the middle-west
And certainly impressed
The population here-abouts . . .
Well baby, I've got news for you,
I'm from Missouri too,
So, naturally, I got my doubts!

You got 'em droppin' by the way-side,
A feelin' I ain't gonna know . . .
You came a long way from St. Louis,
But baby, you still got a long way to go!

You left St. Louis far behind,
Keep this little thought in mind,
You still . . . got a long way to go!

. . .


I hate to see that evening sun go down
I hate to see that evening sun go down
'Cause the woman I'm loving, she has left this town

If I'm feeling tomorrow just like I feel today
If I'm feeling tomorrow just like I feel today
I'm gonna pack my bags and make a getaway

St. Louis woman without your diamond ring
If you didn't have good looks, you wouldn't mean a thing
If it was not for powder and your super hair
Without the man who loves you, you wouldn't get nowhere ?nowhere

I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be
I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be
You know I love you, but you don't care for me

I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be
I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be
You know I love you, but you don't care for me
I got the St. Louis blues, blue as I can be

. . .


Down the way where the nights are gay,
And the sun shines brightly on the mountaintop,
I took a trip on a sailing ship,
And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop.
But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way,
Won't be back for many a day,
My heart is down, my head is turning around,
I miss all my friends in Kingston town.

Down at the market you can hear,
All the ladies cry out while on their heads they bear,
Akie rice, salt fish are nice,
And the sun is fine any time of the year.

(CHORUS
But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way,
Won't be back for many a day,
My heart is down, my head is turning around,
I miss all my friends in Kingston town.)

Sounds of laughter everywhere,
And the children sway to and fro,
I must declare that my heart is there,
Though I've been from Maine to Mexico.

(CHORUS (twice)
But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way,
Won't be back for many a day,
My heart is down, my head is turning around,
I miss all my friends in Kingston town.)

. . .


Dear Dad, don't get mad,
What I'm asking for
Is by the next semester
Can I get another car ?
This one here is sick'ning
On a wide dual road.
I might as well be walking
As to drive this old Ford.

Almost everytime I try
To go and pass a truck,
If I ain't goin' down hill,
Dad, I'm, out of luck.
And even if I get by,
It's still a rugged risk,
The way this old Ford
Keep a hitting and a miss.

Last week when I was driving
On my way to school,
I almost got a ticket
'Bout a freeway traffic rule.
It's now a violation
Driving under forty-five,
And if I push to fifty,
This here Ford will nosedive.

Dad, I'm in great danger
Out here trying to drive.
The way this Ford wiggles
When I'm approaching forty-five/
I have to nurse it along
Like a little stubborn pup,
And cars whizzing by me,
Dad, look like I'm backing up.

She just don't have the appetite
For gas somehow,
And Dad, I got four carburetors
Hooked up on it now.
I tried to hook another
To see if I'd do a little good,
But ain't no place to put it
'Less I perforate the hood.

Well Dad, send the money,
See what I can see,
Try to find a Cadillac,
A Sixty-two or three.
Just something that won't worry us
To keep it on the road.
Sincerely, your beloved son,
Henry Junior Ford

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Butterscotch

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The Song of My Love

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If I should lose you it would jurt so bad
You are the only love that I've had
Tell me why
Why should it end this way

You know it hurts me deep in my heart
To know that we are drifting apart
Tell me why
Why should it end this way

Yes, I could scream, I want you to know
It'll hurt me so bad if you should go
Tell me why
Why should it end this way

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I want to be your driver
I want to be your driver
I would love to ride you
I would love to ride you way 'round
Would be ready when you want me
To drive you on downtown

Yeah, I want to drive your
Your long and beautiful
Your round and wide
Built to roll limousine
Never had the thrill of drivin'
Such a wonderful machine

I rode all 'round the mountains
Right down in the valley
I would travel all over
Would drive you home with ease
You will enjoy every journey
It will be my aim to please

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