, how do you reply to that? You see a lot of people don't realize that you know Rock n' Roll is truly black music, it was created by Chuck Berry, Little
Alan Freed rock and rolled Joe Turner's voice was very low B.B. King wailed, Charlie Parker cried Louis Jordan smiled Ray Charles moaned Chuck Berry
-gang Ba boom, guess who stepped in the room Off the liquor loc C-walkin' under the missteltoe Shoppin' cookies, bag full of Goodies Smokin' out your city with this blue berry
tied to the tickin' of a time clock If my life was a dance, it'd be 'The Blue Collar Rock' Elvis was king when I was a kid Rock was a thing that Chuck Berry
s beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps a-singin' the blues. Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news. I got the rockin' pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues
stops here Chuck berry's with "maybelline" The rock stops here Jerry lee's piano's screamin' The rock stops here Elvis singin' "blue suede
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
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
Blue, ain't the word for the way that I feel And a storm is brewing in this heart of mine This ain't no crazy dream now, I know that is real You're someone
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
over the word Hey, everybody, see 'em arrivin' The greatest stars you'll ever see Some are flyin' and some are drivin' From Liverpool to Tennessee Chuck Berry
Original Performer: Chuck Berry Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made
His mother was the Mississippi delta, yeah His father was the alligator blues He was born in a studio in Memphis His mother was the blue suede shoes
roll Sound of the music gonna groove your soul Band gonna do that slip 'n slide Sound of the music gonna get you high Now if you dig Chuck Berry and
roll Sound of the music gonna groove your soul Band gonna do that slip 'n slide Sound of the music gonna get you high Now if you dig chuck berry and
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
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
will someday surely come and give me love again I knew your love would never be as deep as mine for you And I knew that these many nights I'd be alone and blue