Соло-John
Тексты песен сольных альбомов Джона Леннона
ROCK 'N' ROLL
BE-BOP-A-LULA (2:37)
STAND BY ME (3:30)
Medley: (1:34)
RIP IT UP / READY TEDDY
YOU CAN'T CATCH ME (4:54)
AIN'T THAT A SHAME (2:32)
DO YOU WANT TO DANCE? (2:53)
SWEET LITTLE SIXTEEN (3:02)
SLIPPIN' AND SLIDIN' (2:17)
PEGGY SUE (2:04)
Medley: (3:42)
BRING IT ON HOME TO ME / SEND ME SOME LOVIN'
BONY MORONIE (3:47)
YA YA (2:19)
JUST BECAUSE (4:26)
BE-BOP-A-LULA
By Gene Vincent and Tex Davis
Well, be bop a lula, she's my baby,
Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe.
Be bop a lula, she's my baby,
Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe.
Be bop a lula, she's my baby love, my baby love, my baby love.
Well, she's the girl in the red blue jeans,
She's the queen of all the teens,
She's the woman that I know,
She's the one that loves me so.
Say, be bop a lula, she's my baby,
Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe.
Be bop a lula, she's my baby love, my baby love, my baby.
Let's rock!
Well, she's the woman that's got that beat,
She's the woman with the flying feet,
She's the woman walks around the store,
She's the one who wants me more, more, more.
Let's rock again!
She's sure my baby love.
STAND BY ME
By Ben E. King and Elmo Glick
When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see.
So I won't be afraid,
No, I won't be afraid,
Just as long as you stand, stand by me.
And, darling, darling, stand by me,
Oh, now, now, stand by me,
Stand by me, stand by me.
If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall,
And the mountain should crumble to the sea.
I won't cry, I won't cry,
No, I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me.
Whenever you're in trouble, won't you stand by me?
Oh, now, now, stand by me,
Oh, stand by me,
Stand by me,
Stand by me.
Darling, darling, stand by me,
Please, stand by me,
Oh, stand by me,
Stand by me,
Stand by me.
RIP IT UP / READY TEDDY (MEDLEY)
By Robert Blackwell and John Marascalco
Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid,
Fool about my money, don't try to save.
My heart says, "Go! Go! Have a time!"
'Cause it's Saturday night and, baby, I feel fine.
Gonna rip it up,
Gonna rock it up,
Gonna shake it up,
Gonna ball it up,
Gonna rock it up,
And ball the night.
I got me a date and I won't be late,
Picked her up in my eighty-eight.
Shag on down to the union hall,
When the joint starts jumpin', I'll have a ball.
Well, ready, set, go man, go,
I got a girl that I love so.
And I'm ready, ready, ready, Ted,
I'm ready, ready, ready, Ted,
I'm ready, ready, ready, Ted,
I'm ready, ready, Ted to rock and roll.
Goin' to the corner, pick up my sweetie pie,
She's a rock and roll baby, she's the apple of my eye.
YOU CAN'T CATCH ME
By Chuck Berry
I bought a brand new airmobile,
It was a custom made, it was a flightning deal.
With a powerful motor and a hide away wing,
Push in on the button, you will hear her sing.
Now you can't catch me,
Baby, you can't catch me,
'Cause if you get too close,
You know I'm goin' like cool breeze.
Hey, hey!
Well, you walk!
You walk!
New Jersey turnpike in the wee wee hours,
I was rollin' slowly 'cause of drizzle showers.
Here come a flat-top, he was movin' up with me,
Then come waving goodbye in a little, old souped up jitney.
I put my foot in the tank, I began to roll,
Moanin' siren, 'twas the state patrol.
I let out my wings, then I blew my horn,
Bye-bye, New Jersey, I become airborn.
Flying with my baby last Saturday night,
Wasn't a grey cloud floatin' in sight,
Big, full moon, shinin' up above,
Cuddle up, honey, be my love.
Sweetest little thing that I ever seen,
I'm gonna name you Maybellene.
Flying on the beam, set on flight control,
Radio tuned to rock and roll.
Two, three hours passed us by,
Altitude dropped into five-o-five.
Fuel consumption, way too fast,
Let's get on home before we run out of gas.
Git it on!
Yeah, walk!
Git it on, git it on, git it on, do it!
Git it on, git it on.
You know you can't catch me!
AIN'T THAT A SHAME
By Antoine Domino and Dave Bartholomew
You made me cry when you said goodbye.
Ain't that a shame?
My tears fell like rain.
Ain't that a shame?
You're the one to blame.
You broke my heart when you said we're part.
Boogie, babe!
Ain't that a shame?
Ain't that a shame?
Look out!
Farewell, goodbye, although I'll cry.
DO YOU WANNA DANCE?
By Robert Freeman
"Hello!"
Well, do you wanna dance, hold my hand?
Tell me I'm your lovin' man?
Baby, do you wanna dance?
Well, do you wanna dance under the moonlight?
Hug and kiss all through the night, now?
Baby, do you wanna dance, dance, dance?
Well, do you, do you, do you, do you wanna dance?
Do you, do you, do you, do you wanna dance?
Baby, do you wanna dance?
All right, all right, look out!
Look out!
Well, do you wanna dance, make romance?
Kiss and squeeze, yeh, yeh?
Do you wanna dance?
All right, now dance.
Well!
Beep, beep!
I'm not quite sure!
SWEET LITTLE SIXTEEN
By Chuck Berry
Oh!
They're really rockin' in Boston,
In Pittsburgh, P.A.
Deep in the heart of Texas,
On down to Frisco Bay.
All over St. Louis
And down in New Orleans,
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet, little sixteen.
Sweet, sweet, sweet, little sixteen,
She's got the grown up blues.
Tight dresses and lipstick,
She's sportin' high heel boots.
Oh, but tomorrow morning,
She's gotta have to change her trend,
Become sweet sixteen,
And back in class again.
Oh, mummy, mummy,
Please, please may I go?
You know it's such a sight to see them
Some other steal the show.
Oh, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy,
You know I beg of you,
Scream it to mama,
It's all right with you.
Because they're rockin' in New York,
In Philadelphia, P.A.
Deep in the heart of Texas,
Down at the "rainbow", L.A.
All over St. Louis
And down in New Orleans,
All them mothers wanted to
Be sweet, little sixteen.
Sweet, sweet, sweet sixteen,
She's so delicate,
She's just gotta have it,
About half, half a mountain,
That's framed back.
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh,
Do it! Do it!
SLIPPIN' AND SLIDIN'
By Richard Penniman, Edwin J. Bocage, Albert Collins and James Smith
Slippin' and a-slidin', peepin' and a-hidin',
Been told a long time ago.
Slippin' and a-slidin', peepin' and a-hidin',
Been told a long time ago.
I've been told, baby, you've been bold,
I won't be your fool no more.
Oh, big conniver, nothin' but a jiver
Done got hip to your jive.
Oh, big conniver, nothin' but a jiver
Done got hip to your jive.
Slippin' and a-slidin', peepin' and a-hidin',
Won't be your fool no more.
Yeah!
Oh, malinda, she's a solid sender,
You know you better surrender.
Oh, malinda, she's a solid sender,
You know you better surrender.
Slippin' and a-slidin', peepin' and a-hidin',
Won't be your fool no more.
I won't be your fool no more, mama!
PEGGY SUE
By Jerry Allison, Norman Petty and Buddy Holly
If you knew Peggy Sue,
Then you know why I feel blue without Peggy,
My Peggy Sue.
Oh, well, I love you, gal,
Yes, I love you, Peggy Sue.
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue,
Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty Peggy Sue.
Oh ho, Peggy, my Peggy Sue.
Oh, well, I love you, girl,
And I need you, Peggy Sue.
I love you, Peggy Sue,
With that love so rare and true,
Oh ho, Peggy, my Peggy Sue.
Oh, yes, I love you, girl,
And I want you, Peggy Sue.
Look out!
Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue,
Oh, how my heart yearns for you,
Oh ho, Peggy,
My Peggy Sue.
Oh, well, I love you, girl,
And I want you, Peggy Sue.
Oh, yes, I love you, girl,
And I want you, Peggy Sue.
Oh!
BRING IT ON HOME TO ME /
SEND ME SOME LOVIN (MEDLEY)
By Sam Cooke/Lloyd Price and John Marascalco
If you ever change your mind,
About leaving, leaving me behind,
Oh, you'd better bring it to me,
Bring your sweet lovin',
Bring it on home to me.
Yeh, (yeh), yeh (yeh), yeh.
You know I laughed,
Laughed when you left.
But now I know I've only hurt myself.
You know I'll always be your slave,
Until I'm dead and buried in my grave.
Send me some lovin',
Send it I pray.
How can I love you
When you're so far away?
Send me your picture,
Send it, my dear.
So I can hold it
And pretend you are here.
Send me your kisses,
I can feel your touch.
I need you, I need you so badly,
Don't you know I miss you so much?
My days are so lonely,
My nights are so blue.
I'm here and I'm lonely,
Just waitin' for you.
BONY MORONIE
By Larry Williams
I got a girl named Bony Moronie,
She's as skinny as a stick of macoroni.
Got to see her rock and roll with her blue jeans on,
She's not very fat, just skin and bone.
Well, now I love her and she loves me,
Oh, how happy now we're gonna be,
Making love underneath the apple tree, oh!
Well, I told her mama and her papa, too,
Just exactly what I'm gonna do.
We're gonna get married on a night in june,
Rock and roll by the light of the silvery moon.
Well, she's my one and only, she's my hearts desire.
She's a real upsetter, she's a real live wire.
Ev'rybody's watching when my baby walks by,
She's so good looking, really catches the eye.
Let 'em in!
Yeh, yeh, underneath the apple!
Making love, yeh!
Making love!
Making love, harder!
Harder! Harder! Harder!
Oh, baby!
YA YA
By Morris Robinson, Clarence Lewis and Lee Dorsey
Well, I'm sittin' in the la la,
Waitin' for my ya ya, ah ha.
I'm sittin' in the la la
Waitin' for the ya ya, ah ha.
It may sound funny,
But I don't believe she's comin', no, no.
Hey, baby, hurry,
Don't make me worry, no.
Hey, baby, hurry,
Don't make me worry, ah, ah, ah.
You know that I love you,
Yes, I love you, ah, ah.
Uh, now, one time!
Hey, baby, hurry,
Don't make me worry, no, no.
Hey, baby, hurry,
Don't make me worry, no, no.
You know that I love you,
Always thinkin' of you, yeah, yeah.
Hey, hey, rock!
Rock!
JUST BECAUSE
By Lloyd Price
"Ah, remember this? Why, I must have been thirteen when this came out! Or was it fourteen? Or was it twenty-two? I could have been twelve actually"
Just because you left and said goodbye,
Do you think that I will sit and cry?
Even if my heart should tell me so,
Darling, I would rather let you go.
Just because I want someone who's kind
With a heart as good and pure as mine.
But maybe I am asking for too much,
Darling, please don't ever break my heart.
I know you think you're smart,
Just runnin' around and breaking lovers hearts.
"This is doctor Winston o'boggie saying goodnight
From record plant east, New York.
We hope you had a swell time!
Ev'rybody here says "hi".
Goodbye"
Соло-John
Тексты песен сольных альбомов Джона Леннона