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Misc: Rock and Roll : Eddie Cochran

  1. C'mon Everybody
  2. Nervous Breakdown
  3. Summertime Blues
  4. Twenty Flight Rock

C'mon Everybody 1958

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B7
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Ah, well, c'mon everybody and let's get together tonight I got some money in my jeans and I'm really gonna spend it right
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Well, I've been doin' my homework all week long
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B
and now the house is empty and the folks are gone
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B7
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x2
Whoo... c'mon everybody! Ah, well my baby's number one but I'm gonna dance with three or four And the house 'll be a-shakin' from my bare feet slappin' on the floor Well, when you hear that music you can't sit still if your brother won't rock then your sister will Whoo... c'mon everybody! Well, we'll really have a party but we gotta put a guard outside If my folks come home I'm afraid they're gonna have my hide They'll be no more movies for a week or two no more runnin' round with the usual crew Who cares? C'mon everybody!
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B7
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x2
C'mon everybody!
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B7
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x2
C'mon everybody!

Nervous Breakdown 1958

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I'm a havin' a nervous breakdown
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A mental shakedown
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I see my hands how they shiver
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See my knees how they quiver
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My whole body's in a jitter
B7
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I'm a-havin' a nervous breakdown
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Well, I went to see my doctor just the other day
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And I'm got to tell you what the man had to say
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Well, he said, "Hey boy, you just gotta slow down
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You can't keep a-traipsin' all over town
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After givin' you a physical check
B7
I've come to the conclusion you're a total wreck" I'm a-havin' a nervous breakdown A mental shakedown I see my hands how they shiver See my knees how they quiver My whole body's in a jitter I'm a-havin' a nervous breakdown I've made up my mind, I'd better change my ways My shattered nerves have seen better days Well, no more girls for a week or two No more runnin' 'round with the usual crew No more movies or stayin' out late My baby, have to find herself another date I'm a-havin' a nervous breakdown A mental shakedown I see my hands how they shiver See my knees how they quiver My whole body's in a jitter I'm a-havin' a nervous breakdown

Summertime Blues 1958

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B7
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x2
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B7
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I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler
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B7
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About a-workin' all summer, just to try to earn a dollar
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Every time I call my baby, try to get a date
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My boss says: "No dice son, you gotta work late"
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Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do
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But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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B7
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x2
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Well my mom 'n' poppa told me: "son, you gotta make some money If you wanna use the car to go a-ridin' next Sunday" Well I didn't go to to work, told the boss I was sick "Now you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick" Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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B7
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x2
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I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations Well I called my Congressman and he said, quote: "I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote" Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues
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B7
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x3

Twenty Flight Rock 1956

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Well... I've got a girl with a record machine
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When it comes to rockin', she's the queen
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We love to dance on a Saturday night
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All alone where I can hold her tight
E7
But she lives on 20th floor uptown And the elevator has broken down
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So I walk one, two flight, three flight, four Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more
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Up on the 12th I'm startin' to drag
A
15th floor I'm ready to sag
E7
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Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock She called me up on the telephone Said: "Come over, baby, I'm all alone" I said: "Sorry, baby, You're mighty sweet But I'm in bed with the achin' feet" This went for a couple of days But I could not stay away So I walk one, two flight, three flight, four Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more Up on the 12th I'm startin' to drag 15th floor I'm ready to sag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock They sent it to Chicago for repairs 'Til it's fixed I'm usin' the stairs I have to get there before it's to late My baby couldn't bear much to wait All this climbin' is gettin' me down You'll find my corpse draped over a rail But I climb one, two flight, three flight, four Five, six, seven flight, eight flight more Up on the 12th I'm startin' to drag 15th floor I'm ready to sag Get to the top, I'm too tired to rock