Carol Chuck Berry
[A7]Oh, [D]Carol, don't let 'em steal your heart [A7]away.
I'm [E]gonna learn to dance if it [D]takes me all night and [A]day.[E]
[E]Climb [A]into my machine so we can cruise on [A7]out,
[A7] I [A]know a swingin' little joint where we can jump and [A7]shout.
It's not [D]too far back off the highway, not so long a [D7]ride.
[D]You p[A]ark your car out in the open, you can walk [A7]inside.
[A]A [E]little cutie takes your hat and you can thank her, [E7]ma'am.
[E]Cause e[A]very time you make the scene, the joint is [A7]jammed.
[A]And if you wanna hear some music like the boys are [A7]playin'.
[A]Hold tight, tap your foot, don't let it carry you [A7]away.
Don't let the [D]heat overcome you wheeenn they play so [D7]loud,
[D]And, [A]don't the music intrigue you when they get a [A7]crowd?
[A]Well,[E]you can dance, I know I wish you [E7]would,
I got my [A]eyes on you baby, 'cause I know you dance so [A7]good.
A fabulous fifties hit from Kraziekhat.