Roll Over, Beethoven

Words & Music:

Chuck Berry

D G D

I'm gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local DJ.

G D

There's a rocking rhythm record I want my jockey to play.

A G D

Roll over, Beethoven, I gotta hear it again today.

You know, my temperature's rising and the jukebox blows a fuse.

My heart's beating rhythm and my soul keeps on singing the blues.

Roll over, Beethoven, and tell Tchaikovsky the news.

I got the rocking pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues.

I think I'm rolling arthritis, sitting down by the rhythm review.

Roll over, Beethoven, rocking in two by two.

BRIDGE:

Well, if you feel you like it, go get your lover.

Then, reel and rock it, roll it over.

G D

And move on up just a trifle further & reel and rock it, roll it over.

A G D

Roll over, Beethoven, rocking in two by two.

Well, early in the morning I'm a-giving you a warning,

Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.

Hey, diddle-diddle, I'm a-playing my fiddle, ain't got nothing to lose.

Roll over, Beethoven, and tell Tchaikovsky the news.

You know she wiggles like a glow worm, dance like a spinning top.

She got a crazy partner, oughta see 'em reel and rock.

Long as she got a dime the music will never stop.

Roll over, Beethoven! Roll over, Beethoven!

G D

Roll over, Beethoven! Roll over, Beethoven!

A G D

Roll over, Beethoven and dig those rhythm & blues!