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My Ding - a - Ling
Chuck Berry

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

Chorus

When I was little boy In Grammar school Always went by the very best rule
But Evertime the bell would ring You'd catch me playing with my ding-a-ling

Chorus

G C D G
Once while climbing the garden wall, Slipped and fell had a very bad fall
G C D G
I fell so hard I heard birds sing, But I held on to My ding-a-ling

Chorus:
G C D G
My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling
G C D G
My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling


Once while swimming cross turtle creek Man them snappers right at my feet
Sure was hard swimming cross that thing with both hands holding my dingaling

Chorus

>>>>>Talking Part>>>> Help with the talking part?


Now this here song it ain't so bad Prettiest little song that you ever had
And those of you who will not sing must be playing with your on Ding-a-ling

Chorus (Slows down Last Line)



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Johnny B. Goode
Chuck Berry

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


He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
When people passed him by they would stop and say,
'oh, my but that little country boy could play'

CHORUS

His mother told him, 'someday you will be a man,
You will be the leader of a big ol' band.
Many people comin' from miles around
Will hear you play your music when the sun go down.
Maybe someday your name'll be in lights,
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight''

CHORUS



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Memphis, Tennessee
Chuck Berry

G / / / 2 / / / 3 / /
D
Long-distance information, get me Memphis, Tennessee
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

Verse 2:
Help me, information, get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who called me here from Memphis, Tennessee
Her home is on the south side, high upon the ridge
Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge

(instrumental; same pattern as verses)

Verse 3:
Help me, information, more than that I cannot add
Only that I miss her and all the fun we had
But we were pulled apart because her mom would not agree
Tore apart our happy home in Memphis, Tennessee

Verse 4:
Last time I saw Marie, she was wavin' me goodbye
With hurry-home drops on her cheeks that trickled from her eyes
Marie is only 6 years old; information please
Try to put me through to her in Memphis, Tennessee



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No Particular Place to Go Chuck Berry

Verse 1 ( Intro D+)
G
Riding along in my automobile

My baby beside me at the wheel
C
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
G
my curiosity running wild
D
crusin' and playin' the radio
G
with no particular place to go

Verse 2
G
Riding along in my automobile

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)

Verse 3
G
No particular place to go

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

Verse 4
G
Riding along in my calaboose

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
Crusin' and playing the radio
G
with no particular place to go

Guitar solo (12 Bars) G, C


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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

Verse 1:
Sweet Little 16, she's just got to have
About a half a million framed autographs
Her wallet's filled with pictures; she gets them one by one
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:
'Cause they'll be rockin' on the bandstand
Philadelphia, PA
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 16

(instrumental, same pattern as verses and choruses)

(chorus 2)

Verse 2:
Sweet Little 16, she's got the grownup blues
Tight dresses and lipstick
She's sportin' high-heeled shoes
Oh, but tomorrow mornin'
She'll have to change her trend
And be sweet 16 and back in class again



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Chuck Berry

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