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Chuck Berry
Chuck Berry


Background information
Birth name Charles Edward Anderson Berry
Born October 18, 1926
Born place St. Louis, Missouri, U.S.
Genre(s) Rock'n'Roll
Years active 1955—present
Label(s) Mercury Records
Atco Records
Website Website



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Chuck Berry Album



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Woodpecker
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I guess I'll go to California
Seems like I'm always on the run
Nobody ever needs a loser
We just exist under the sun
But someday, somehow, someone may need me
When my drifting days are done

Well, I'm aimlessly drifting
Looks like I live from day to day
Hard as I try to make a showing
Something is always in my way
Even the one I truly love now
Deals in the games that people play

Every time I love I always lose
Seems like I'll never ever win
Each I hear them lonesome blues
I'm all alone at home again
Seems like I'm just existing
Aimlessly drifting to no end

All that I ask of this old world
Is just to have a happy home
All that I ask of one little girl
Is just to be my very own
It seems just like I'm just existing
Aimlessly drifting along

Yes, I'll go to California
Seems like I'm always on the run
Nobody ever needs a loser
I just exist under the sun
But someday, somehow, someone may need me
But my drifting days be done

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(Spoken:) Lord have mercy, got to tell it, tell it just like it is, every word.

Yeah! I was living in St. Louis
In the year of nineteen fifty five
Mama didn't have no great mansion,
Just a little old country dive.
Papa worked all week long,
Try to keep us six kids alive.

So I hitch hiked to Chicago
Just to hear Muddy Waters play
I sat and listened to him sing
Until the early hours of day
I asked him what I could do to make it
And it was he who showed me the way

I went back home and wrote a song
And made a record I could claim
The little tune jumped on the charts
And rode me right on up to fame
It netted over ten thousand dollars
And added glory to my name

I was standing at the airport
With my guitar in my hand
And a first class ticket
Destination movie land
I will be in Hollywood, Mama
Before the roosters crow again

When I first started playing music
Over sixteen years ago
Every big town in the country
From St. Francisco to Baltimore
Trying to bring some happy hours
Doing the only thing I know

Can't help it, but I love it
Stand here, sing to you
Brings back so many memories
Many things we used to do
'till I see you here again
Take care, good luck to you

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When he was a child, just a baby boy
He wanted to play rock music and sing some songs of joy
When he started school, he just could pat his feet
The first song he ever learned had a strong boogie beat

Come on now
Rock it, rock it, rock it along
Roll it, roll it, roll it on
Git it, git it, git it on
Got it, got it, got it and gone

Then one day it happened, they hauled him off to war
Way over there in no man's land, just him and his guitar
Nobody near to love him, nobody ever sent him news
What could a poor boy do at night, but to sit down and sing them blues

Early one morning they called him, oh, what a beautiful day
They packed him in an old army plane and flew him back home to stay
He landed in Clark Air base, but didn't have no place to go
So he sit down with his guitar in the middle of the street and gave everybody a free show.

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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

Your heart's full of rock and you reel like a rolling stone
You don't really need me, you'd do better on your own
So go find somebody else and leave me alone

I'm leaving you now although I love you still
I loved you then and I guess I always will
So, goodbye, little girl, I'm gone this time for real

Your heart's full of rock and you reel like a rolling stone
You don't really need me, you'd do better on your own
So go find somebody else and leave me alone

Honey, I'm leaving you although I love you still
You I loved you then and I guess I always will
So, goodbye, little girl, I'm gone this time for real

Bye. bye, little girl, bye, bye, little girl
Bye. bye, little girl, bye, bye, little girl
Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, little girl

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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

I's just a child when mother told me
It seems your father's gone away
It's not his fault, my child, forgive him
I should have known he would not stay
You're so much like him and he loves you
But now his love's for only you
Although he forced himself to leave you
Forgiving me he could not do

Rain eyes that cloud the hope of sunshine
When everything is seen through tears
The whole world seems as though it's crying
Rain eyes, that's how my world appears
It rains all evening into nighttime
Then rains all night and through the day
My mother's eyes are weak from crying
Forgive her, she just lost her way

Since you've been gone her eyes have clouded
And darkness reigns her weary view
She'd see again from your returning
That God knows she's in love with you
One rainy day in Louisiana
The trade winds blew the clouds away
A mother heard her boy shout, "Father"
My God, 'tis him, he's come to stay

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My friend finally made a record and took to the road and played guitar
He met this girl from Pennsylvania stuck by his side in love and war
Fearful and fussy, but so faithful, poor and devoted, real and true
She's not the type to be forsaken and I see much of her in you

While on a gig up in Toronto during a pause between his show
He met this foxy German stallion who understood him head to toe
She played it smart and learned his weakness and made him confess and yield into
Her lustful whims became his fancy and I would fear the same from you

Then in the swank suburbs of Houston off in a mansion built of stone
Escorted by this wealthy widow into her lounge and left alone
Her maid announced that she was waiting for him to come and rendezvous
Where he bestowed a long relation one like I hope to have with you

Then on the sands right off the ocean just as the sun sank in the sea
So did my buddy slow and easy into a freak of fancy-free
It was a group in automation getting together two by two
Where people live and love one another, people who live like me and you

Then on the beach in warm Miami there was a teacher far from school
Taught him the way to please a woman, made him concede the Golden Rule
He learned to do it unto others as he used to just have them do
So they began to come together as I will try to do with you

And there was one who was a virgin, never been touched by anyone
She was as pure as any angel, in fact she's called to be a nun
But it was all because my buddy just couldn't spoil a girl so true
And so he left her as he found her, like I may have to do with you

The girl he's got now, he's never left her, she was the first I thought he'd shun
Until I saw my buddy's eyes, when she came forth and bore his son
Since then he's known no other woman, I think his ramblin' days are through
They built a home up in the country, a life I'd love to build with you

Although you've never known my buddy and I am sure he don't know you
But you know the life he's living and all of the changes he's been through
Sweetheart, I'm talking about my buddy 'cause I don't want to wind up blue
I could be happy with you only 'cause I see all of them in you

. . .

Woodpecker

[No lyrics]

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