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1. «Almost Grown» 2:18
2. «Carol» 2:44
3. «Maybellene» 2:18
4. «Sweet Little Rock & Roller» 2:18
5. «Anthony Boy» 1:50
6. «Johnny B. Goode» 2:38
7. «Little Queenie» 2:40
8. «Jo Jo Gunne» 2:44

Сторона А

«School Days» — 2:43
«Deep Feeling» — 2:21
«Too Much Monkey Business» — 2:56
«Wee Wee Hours» — 3:05
«Roly Poly» — 2:51
«No Money Down» — 2:59

There was adam, happy as a man could be
Till eve got him messin' with that old apple tree

Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
Ain't that just like a woman?
They'll do it every time

Yeah 'n' i'm doin' all right in school.
They ain't said i broke no rule.
I ain't never been in dutch.
I don't browse around too much

Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway i'm almost grown

Eight o'clock in the morning and I'm movin' on out to school
With an open book and a sleepy look, the teacher can't be fooled
I catch a pass in an early class, the teacher will never know
That I postponed my work at home watching the evening show
Hey, there! Anthony boy, why are you in such a rush?
The girl she wanna talk to you, look at him, he's a blush
Three o'clock in the afternoon completes a day of school
Before the thing can cease the ring he's in the vestibule

They say the joint was rockin'
a goin' 'round and round
Yeah reelin' and a rockin' what a crazy sound
Well they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down

Oh it sounds so sweet I gotta take me a chance
Rose out of my seat just had to dance
Started movin' my feet well a clappin' my hands

Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A.

New York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you
Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge
Let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St. Lou.

Beautiful Delilah, sweet as apple pie
Always gets a second look from fellas passin' by
Every time you see her she's with a different guy
Beautiful Delilah, that's the reason why
Rebecca don't allow me fool around with you
You are so tantalizing you just can't be true
Beautiful Delilah, dressed in the latest style
Swingin' like a pendulum, walkin' down the aisle

I love the way you talk
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
Speaking little, saying a lot.
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
I love the way you walk
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)
Look like you're dancin when you're not.
(Oh yeah Betty Jean)

Looks like I'll go on through my life bound in sorrow
I'm a loser right from the start
Now I've lost the only one I really loved
And I'm bound to this pain in my heart

I am bound because I am so much in love with you
And I know that this love's all in vain
When you let anyone have the love you say is mine

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

Bye, Bye Johnny

She drew out all her money out of the Southern Trust
And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound Bus
Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West
Down came the tears from her happiness
Her own little son name 'o Johnny B. Goode
Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

Climb into my machine so we can cruise on out
I know a swingin' little joint where we can jump and shout
It's not too far back off the highway, not so long a ride
You park your car out in the open, you can walk inside
A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, ma'am

Well, down in Tennessee, close to Mississippi
'Bout a mile out of Toulouse, on the way to Memphis
There's a road turning south that's rather rocky and tricky
But it dead-ends right up to the Club Nitty-Gritty

They do the Mess Around
The Watusi
The Hully Gully

Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted
All day long I'm walkin' 'cause I couldn't get my car started
Laid off from job and I can't afford to check it
I wish somebody'd come along and run in to it and wreck it

Come on, Since my baby parted, Come on
I can't get started, Come on
I can't afford to check it

My first and only love, I do sincerely ask of you
The one and only question that my heart is wandering to:

Do you love me? Do you mean the things you say?
If you love me, baby, you wonæ?° treat me this way.
Donæ?° treat me this way!

I tried so hard to proove to you that my love for you is real

Let's talk it over baby before we start
You know I heard about the way that you do your part
Don't lie to me - don't you lie to me
'Cos it makes me mad and I get shook up as a man can be

You know there's two kinds of people that I just can't stand
That's a lying woman and a cheating man
Don't lie to me - don't you lie to me

Now if you want to hear some boogie like I'm gonna play
It's just an old piano and a knockout bass
The drummer man's a cat they call Kickin' McCoy
You know, remember that rubber-legged boy?
Mama's cookin' chicken fried and bacon grease
Come on along boys it's just down the road apiece

Well, there's a place you really get your kicks

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

Well I'm drifting and drifting,
Like a ship out on the sea.
Well I'm drifting and drifting,
Like a ship out on the sea.
Well I ain't got nobody
In this world to care for me.

If my baby would only take me back again

Who set my heart ever drifting?
You, from the start never lifting
I fight it but it downs me
Despite the joy around me
I can't free myself from sorrow

All through the day, it's a wonder
Fall will the night, still I wonder

Earth Angel,
Earth Angel,
Will you be mine?
My darling dear,
Love you all the time.
I'm just a fool,
A fool in love with you.

Every day we're gonna rock and roll
Rock and roll, rock and roll
Every day we're gonna rock and roll, gonna
Rock out a little bit of soul

Every day we're gonna go, go, go
Gonna kick off the shoes and dance on the floor
Every day we're gonna go, go, go, gonna

If you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way
Take the highway that’s the best.
Get your kicks on Route 66.

It winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than two thousand miles
All the way

Bobby band a-rockin'
And the bobby soxer's doing the twist
It's a bobby soxer beat
And you can rock it any way you wish
Work out, bobby soxer, you can
Wiggle like a whimsical fish

Go, go, bobby soxer

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Там, где Луизиана, Новый Орлеан,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
В глуши, среди лесов и заливных полян,
There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
Стоял с земельным полом деревянный сруб,
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Где жил простой парнишка, звали Джонни Би Гуд.

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 an' wood,
Where lived a country 2 boy, named, Johnny B. Goode,
Who never, ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell.

Go-go, go, Johnny, go.

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 ringin' a bell.

CHORUS:

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods amongst the evergreens
There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
That never ever learned to read and write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell

Go go. Go Johnny go

Down goes the sun, sitting, ducking on guitar
Up comes the moon, twinkle, twinkle little star
One and one is two HITCHIN' two, to make it four
Johnny get your guitar, let's go, go, go

Johnny plays the guitar at the weekly record hop
He starts starts to twist and turn and then they wouldnæ?° let him stop
Girls so shook up, seein him shakin on the show

Well, you're a good looking woman
Any man would go for you
You got everything you need, darling
Yeah, you know how to use it too
If you let me be your love one
I'll do anything you wish me to do

I'd be true to you, baby

Havana moon, Havana moon
Me all alone with jug of rum
Me stand and wait for boat to come
It's long the night, it's quiet the dock
The boat she late since 12 o'clock
Me watch the tide easin' in
Is low the moon, but high the wind

Have mercy, I'm in a world of trouble now
I'm being held by the State Patrol
I am charged with traffic of the forbidden
And I almost finished doing my parole
Now, I'm on my way back down town
Somebody help me, have mercy on my soul

I go to court tomorrow morning

Hello, little girl, I got a little talk for you
About something you led me to believe you'd do
But I know now you had no intentions to

It has come to me that we been together too long
I been holding out, I believe I'll be gone
'Cause I don't have to hang around while you do me wrong

Gee, you've changed since the day you told me your name
Yes, you've changed, your kisses don't feel the same
How, you've changed, our romance to play from dance
First you told me that you loved me and I believed
Then you sold me with the vow that you'd never leave
Now you scolded me, caring not how my heart grieves
Hmm, how I've loved you, since the day you told me your name
Yes, I loved you, thinking you all the wild that'll upsane

I wanna be your driver,
I wanna be your driver

I would love to ride you,
I would love to ride you around

We'll be ready when you want me to drive you on downtown

I live only for you my love
Just as sure as the stars above
I love you, I love you, I always will
I will not let you go
I dream only of you my love
You're the only girl that I ever think of
I love you, I love you 'n I always will
I will not let you go

Знаю , песня затянута , но всё таки данная коипозиция -- это самая настоящяя классика рока , и прослушать ее должен каждый ...
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You know sometimes I'm a rocker and sometimes I'm all a roller.
I may go down sometimes but I come back to rock'n'roller

We were out on the floor when they played number one,
We were rockin' and a rollin' and really havin' fun

I'm Talking About You

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

I'm talkin?bout you

I have changed, nothing like I used to be
I have changed, darling, nothing like I used to be
When I cared so much for you, was love blinded and I couldn't see

I sat down a many evening with my mind in a total ruin
Wondering where on earth you were and what you might be doing
But I've changed, nothing like I used to be
When I cared so much for you was love blinded and I couldn't see

When I see those big brown eyes is when I take my queue
It don't take me but a few minutes to get a message through
I talked to you, and you talked to me and we talked to one another
It don't take us but a few minutes to understand each other

If I was twenty-three years old and you were twenty-two
I bet no one would try to run our lives the way they do
We take a chance and try romance, be true to one another

It wasn’t me, baby, no it wasn’t me, baby.
It must have been some other body, uh uh, baby, it wasn’t me

Said he was cold, tired and hungry, came a begin' for bread;
The lady took him and fed him breakfast in bed.
It wasn’t me, Boss, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me.
It must have been some other body, uh uh, Boss, it wasn’t me.

Chorus: Slow down, little Jaguar
Keep cool, little Thunderbird Ford

Ten miles stretch on an Indiana road
T'was a sky blue Jaguar and a Thunderbird Ford
Jaguar setting on ninety nine
Tryin' to beat the Bird to the county line
Just a half-a-mile from Ludenville

It was in ancient history, four thousand B.C.
Back up in the jungle in a coconut tree
Hanging on a branch up under the sun
Was a meddlesome monkey named Jo Jo Gunne
Old Leo the lion came down from the mountain
To get a drink of water from the jungle fountain
Jo Jo the monkey started tellin' him jive
About the elephant who was gonna skin him alive

Deep down in Louisiana close the 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. Good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringin a bell

Go, go, go johny go go

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 a guitar just like a ringin' a bell.

(Chorus)

Way 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 name of Johnny B. Goode...
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.

(Chorus)

Deep down in Louisiana close the 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 Good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringin a bell

Go, go, go jonny go go

Deep down in Louisiana close the 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 Good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringin a bell

Go, go, go Jonny go go

Deep down in Louisiana close the 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 Good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringin a bell

Go, go, go Jonny go go

Путь вниз по Луизиане ближе к Новому Орлеану,
Путь проходит через лес среди вечнозеленых растений...
Там построил бревенчатую хижину, сделанную из земли и дерева,
Где живет кантри парень по имени Джонни Б. Гуд...
Он никогда не учился читать или писать,
Но он мог играть на гитаре, как звонить в звонок.

(Припев)

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 a guitar just like ringing a bell.

[Chorus:]

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 ringin' a bell

Chorus:

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 ringin' a bell.

CHORUS:

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 ringin' a bell.

Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!

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

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 be good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringin a bell

Chorus

In Baya California
Down in Tijuana
La senorita come to me
She say "Mi nombre es La Jaunda"
I asked her would she care to dance
She looked at me and said "Como esta?"
I say "Hablo solo en Ingles
Why no comprendo Espanol"

In Baya California, down in Tijuana
La senorita come to me, she say : 'Mi nombre es Juanda'
I asked her would she care to dance, she looked at me and said : 'Como esta ?'
I say : 'Hablo solo en Espanol y no comprendo Ingles'
'I speak only the language of English, I don't understand Espanol'.

For a moment I took a notion then I went into a dancing motion
She nodded her head : 'Yo mucho gusto' - she said and she danced with more devotion

In The Heat Of The Day Down In Mobile Alabama
Working on the railroad with the steel driving hammer
Gotta make some money to buy some brand new shoes
Tryin' to find somebody to take away these blues
"She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun
Payday's coming and my work is all done

Later in the evening when the sun is sinking low

Come on everybody clap your hands
Now you're looking good
I'm gonna sing my song and you won't take long
We gotta do the twist and it goes like this

Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again like we did last year
Do you remember when things were really hummin'

Come on everybody clap your hands
Now you're looking good
I'm gonna sing my song and you won't take long
We gotta do the twist and it goes like this

Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
Yea, let's twist again like we did last year
Do you remember when things were really hummin'

Yes, oh yes, Long Distance, I'll accept the charge, I'll pay
Which love one is calling me, I did not hear you say.
Both are deep within my hearth, her Mom and my Marie
It so good to hear your voice from Memphis, Tennessee

Oh, you mean so much to me, more than you'll ever know,
Surely, you have not forgot how much I love you so
If you would remember, Dear, and sometimes talk to me

I got lumps in my throat
When I saw her comin' down the aisle
I got the wiggles in my knees
When she looked at me and sweetly smiled
There she is again
Standin' over by the record machine
Looking like a model
On the cover of a magazine

Sometimes I'm happy and sometimes I'm blue;
My only wish is depending on you.
Although you are so very far,
Please, help me, help me, Little Star.

There is something about her that I cannot explain,
And to be without her, it would drive me insane.
Little star above, my wish is of

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do.

As I was motivatin' over the hill
I saw maybellene in a coup de ville.
A cadillac a-rollin' on the open road,
Nothin' will outrun my v8 ford.

Maybelline why can't you be true oh Maybelline 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 Maybelline in a Coupe de Ville
Cadillac rollin' on an open road but nothin' outrun my V8 Ford
Cadillac doin' about ninety-five bumper to bumper rollin' side to side
Maybelline why can't you be true...

Long distance information, give me Memphis Tennessee
Help me find the party trying to get in touch with me
She could not leave her number, but I know who placed the call
'Cause my uncle took the message and he wrote it on the wall

Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who'd phone me here from Memphis Tennessee
Her home is on the south side, high up on a ridge

Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice
Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice
Bought me a hi-fi for Christmas, now I抦 living in paradise
Well, I抦 feelin?mighty fine, I got good music on my radio
Well, I feel so fine, I got good music on my radio
Yes, I wanna hug and kiss you baby
While you抮e standing beneath the mistletoe.

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him two lips like roses and clover
Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.

Mum's the word, don't start a ruckus, it's best Aunt Sue don't know
''cause she's so proud, so if she finds out I reckon we ought alert Uncle Joe

Mum's the word, don't start a ruckus, Aunt Sue don't know Uncle Joe
If rumour starts 'bout what she's been doin', I reckon we ought alert Uncle Joe

Mum's the word, don't start a ruckus, Aunt Sue's been doing it, too
They tell Uncle Joe everything they know, reckon we ought alert Aunt Sue

My Ding-A-Ling-A-Ling

When I was a little biddy boy
My grandma bought me a cute little toy
Two Silver bells on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling

My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling

When I build my home,
That I shall have some day;
It'll be like I want it
Oh - and I mean that in every way.

I have yet to see any
That would cope with the style -
Of the house that I dream of;

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

I got a nineteen sixty-six cherry red Mustang
Ford.
It’s got a three hundred and eighty five
horsepower over load
You know it’s way too fast
to be crawlin?
On these interstate roads.

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 this 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

As I was motivating back towards town
I seen a Cadillac sign, it said no money down
So I eased on the brake, and I pulled up there in the drive
I gunned up the motor and then I walked on inside
The dealer came down and said man trade that Ford
I can put you in a car that will eat up the road
Now you just tell me what you want
And then sign on this line

Riding along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity running wild
Crusin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go

Riding along in my automobile

Oh Carol, don't let him steal your heart away
I'm gonna learn to dance if it takes me all night and day

Climb into my machine so we can cruise on out
I know a swingin' little joint where we can jump and shout
It's not too far back off the highway, not so long a ride
You park your car out in the open, you can walk inside
A little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, ma'am

In the Wee wee hours, I used to play Maybellene
And the days whizzed Together, until someone came between
I didnæ?° lay No money down, cause she caught it Downbound train.
Too much monkey business and on with Brown eyed handsome man
Roll over Beethoven, try to catch me if you can
So long, Havana Moon, I have a Drifting Heart again.

Oh yeah!

1. «Sweet Little Sixteen» 3:03
2. «Blue Feeling» 3:04
3. «La Jaunda» 3:14
4. «Rockin’ at the Philharmonic» 3:23
5. «Oh Baby Doll» 2:37
6. «Guitar Boogie» 2:21
7. «Reelin’ and Rockin’» 3:18
8. «In-Go» 2:29

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,

Rain eyes that blur the rays of sunshine
When all you see is seen through tears
The whole world seems as though it's crying
Rain eyes, that's how my world appears
One sunny day in Lou'siana
The clouds began to hover low
And darkness came in early evening
And brought a rain that would not go

Some-times I will, then again I think I won't.
Some-times I will, then again I think I won't.
Some- times I do, then again I think I don't.

Well, I looked at my watch it was nine twenty one
'twas at a rock 'n' roll dance havin' nothin' but fun.
We were reelin' reelin' and a- rockin'.

Мажорный рок-н-ролл — Майк Науменко и Зоопарк

Музыка позаимствована у Чака Берри, из песни Reelin' and Rocking. Текст также является вольным переводом песни Берри, включая основную особенность текста: первая строчка заканчивается числительным (сколько было времени), вторая рифмуется с первой.

Сравните:
"Well I looked at my watch, it was 9:21
We was at a rock'n'roll dance having nothing but fun"

Riding along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I felt a kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity running wild
Cruising and playing the radio
With no particular place to go

Riding along in my automobile

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 lost it,
Any old time you use it
It's gotta be rock roll music
If you wanna dance with me
If you wanna dance with me

One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock,
Five, six, seven o'clock, eitght o'clock, rock,
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight!

Put your glad rags on, and join me hon,
We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one,
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight,

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 want to dance with me,
If you want to dance with me.

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 risin'
and the jukebox blows a fuse.

I`m gonna write a little letter,
Gonna mail it to my local DJ.
It`s a rockin` little record
I want my jockey to play.
Roll Over Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today.

You know, my temperature`s risin`
And the jukebox blows a fuse.

Песня “(Get Your Kicks on) Route 66” была написана американским композитором и исполнителем Бобби Троупом в 1946 году, в том же году её записал и выпустил на сингле (Capitol 256) Нэт Кинг Коул (Nat King Cole). Впоследствии собственные версии этой песни были записаны многими исполнителями. Версия “Rolling Stones” в основном копирует версию Чака Берри, выпущенную в 1961 году.

Well if you ever plan to motor west
Just take my way that the highway that the best
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than 2000 miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it goes from St Louis, down to Missouri
Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty

Lord knows that I love you, why can't we get along ?
Lord knows that I love you, why can't we get along ?
You don't have to run around, doin' things you know is wrong

I'll do anything in this world to please you, but I won't let you run around
I'll do anything to please you darlin', but I won't let you run around
Last time I held on to you, this time I might put you down

Out of all the reindeers you know youre the mastermind
Run, run Rudolph, Randalph aint too far behind
Run, run Rudolph, Santas got to make it to town
Santa make him hurry, tell him he can take the freeway down
Run, run Rudolph cause Im reelin?like a merry-go-round

Said Santa to a boy child What have you been longing for??br> All I want for Christmas is a Rock and Roll electric guitar?br> And then away went Rudolph a whizzing like a shooting star
Run, run Rudolph, Santas got to make it to town, come on

Lord knows that I love you, why can't we get along ?
Lord knows that I love you, why can't we get along ?
You don't have to run around, doin' things you know is wrong

I'll do anything in this world to please you, but I won't let you run around
I'll do anything to please you darlin', but I won't let you run around
Last time I held on to you, this time I might put you down

Up in the mornin' and out to school
The teacher is teachin' the golden rule
American history and practical math
You studyin' hard and hopin' to pass
Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone

Ring, ring goes the bell

Up in the mornin' and out to school
The teacher is teachin' the golden rule
American history and practical math
You studyin' hard and hopin' to pass
Workin' your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone

Ring, ring goes the bell

Up in the morning and off to school
the teacher is teaching the golden role.
American history and pracitcal math
you study them hard, hoping to pass
working your fingers right down to the bone
the guy behind you won´t leave you alone.

Ring, ring,ring goes the bell

Stop and listen, I hear my baby call my name
Stop and listen, I hear my baby call my name
She don't call too loud, but she calls, ooh, nice and plain

Stop and listen, before you make a start
Stop and listen, before you make a start
Because if you fall in love, it may break your heart

She'd 9 years old and sweet as she can be
All dressed up like a downtown Christmas tree
Dancin' and hummin' a rock-roll melody
She's the daughter of a well respected man
Who taught her how to judge and understand
Since she became a rock-roll music fan
Sweet little rock and roller, sweet little rock and roller
Her daddy don't have to scold her, her mother can't hardly hold her

They're really rockin Boston
In Pittsburgh, P. A.
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 Sixteen,
Sweet Sixteen,
Sweet Sixteen,
Ah, you're the sweetest little babe
That I've ever seen

But you would not
You would not do

Havin' a nationwide festival for fourteen days and nights
Ah, there's fifty four bands on a river boat spot in the lights
Hundred of vans and tents all on the banks of the Ohio
Bandstands floatin' from Paducah to Cairo
Be over a million freaks there diggin' the sights

There's so many beautiful people there to love and cheer
Some of the greatest guitar playin' in the western hemisphere

The little girl from Central

The little girl from Central that all the boys acclaim,
The way she sings and dances, she's gonna build a name.
She turns down romances, but then who could blame,
The little girl from Central, she's got her heart on fame.

The little girl's a scholar and a beauty too,

The man and the donkey

Down the road came a tired little donkey,
Much he was loaded till his head hung down.
Upon this back so heavy set a big man,
Singin' such a sad song
As he rode into town.

The 'thirteen question method' (Chuck Berry)


The 'thirteen question method' is the one to use
The 'thirteen question method' is the one to use
The 'thirteen question method' is the one
To use when you want to go have some fun
The 'thirteen question method' is the one to use

I'm gonna give you thirty days to get back home
I done call up to the gypsy woman on the telephone
She gonna send out a world wide hoodoo
That'll be the very thing that'll suit you
I'm gonna see that you be back home in thirty days
Oh thirty days (thirty days!)
Oh thirty days (thirty days!)
Baby, I'mma see that you be back home in thirty days

I saw you over there
But what could I do?
I couldn't stand and stare
Or come and talk to you
And it is always fair
To formally be introduced?
To you especially

Runnin' to and fro, hard workin' at the mill
Never failed in the mail, yet come a rotten bill
Too much monkey business, too much monkey business
Too much monkey business for me to be involved in

Salesman talking to me tryin' to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it, go on try it, you can pay me next week
Ah, too much monkey business, too much monkey business

All aboard
Newingburg, Kingston, Albany & on we go
To Utica, Syracuse, Rochester and Buffalo.
Erie, Pennsylvania, Cleveland on the lake shore
Whistle at Lorain, San-Dusky to Toledo
Let her roll, hello Indiana by Ohio
South Bend, Gary change trains in Chicago

Tulane and Johnny opened a novelty shop,
Back under the counter, was the cream of the crop,
Ev’rything was clickin, and the business was good,
‘Till one day, lo and behold an officer stood.
Johnny jumped the counter but he stumbled and fell,
But Tulane made it over Johnny fell as he yelled,

Chorus:

Picnics, beaches, and ball rooms, Just me and my honey bun; Home-work they shout, Is over and out, Vacation's just begun.
Far from the city, beneath a shade-tree, We'll spread a basket for two; Then we'll discuss the future for us, And I'll whisper love words to you.
Just can't wait for that swimmin' date, To see your new bathing suit. It must be a "gas" 'cause one you had last, Gee! Was' it cute!
So we will dance and bypass romance, Right now they say we're too young; But I shall (will) marry you my love As soon as you (we) reach twenty one.

In the wee, wee hours
Thats when I think of you
In the wee, wee hours
Thats when I think of you
You say, but yet I wonder
If your love was ever true

In a wee little room

Oh lordy Lord, oh lordy Lord
It hurts me so bad for us to part
But someday, baby, I ain't gonna worry my life anymore

So many nights since you've been gone
I've had to worry my life along
But someday, baby, I ain't gonna worry my life anymore

I bought a brand-new air-mobile It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings Push in on the button and you will get a scene CHORUS: Now you can't catch me, baby you can't catch me 'Cause if you get too close, you know I'm gone like a cool breeze New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours I was rollin' slow because of drizzlin' showers Here come a flat-top, he was movin' up with me Then come wavin' goodbye a little' old souped-up jitney I put my foot in my tank and I began to roll Moanin' siren, 'twas a state patrol So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn Bye bye New Jersey, I'd be come and gone (chorus) Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night Not a gray cloud floatin' in sight Big full moon shinin' up above Cuddle up honey, be my love Sweetest little thing I've ever seen I'm gonna name you Maybellene Flyin' on the beam, set on flight control Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll Two, three hours have passed us by I'll be 2 dropped to 5:05 Fuel consumption way too fast Let's get on home before we run out of gas

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell,
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell

They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished 'em well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "It goes to show you never can tell"

They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well

Well if you ever plan to motor west
Just take my way that's the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well it winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than 2000 miles all the way
Get your kicks on Route 66
Well goes from St. Louie down to Missouri
Oklahoma city looks oh so pretty

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Let’s Twist Again

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Вот так ты выглядишь хорошим.
Я буду песню петь – ты не мешай

Up in the mornin and out to school
The teacher is teachin the golden rule
American history and practical math
You studyin hard and hopin to pass
Workin your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you wont leave you alone

Ring, ring goes the bell