{title:Roll Over Beethoven} {subtitle:Chuck Berry} I[C]'m gonna write a little letter, gonna [F]mail it to my local [C]DJ. It's a [F]rockin' little record I want my jockey to [C]play. Roll [G]Over Beethoven, I [F]gotta hear it again [C]today. You know, my temperature's risin' and the jukebox blows a fuse. My heart's beatin' rhythm and my soul keeps on singin' the blues. Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news. I got the rockin' pneumonia, I need a shot of rhythm and blues. I caught the rollin' off a writer, sittin' down by the rhythm review. Roll Over Beethoven rockin' in two by two. {soc} {c:chorus} [C]Well, if you feel you like it [C]go get your lover, then reel and rock it. [C]Roll it over and [F]move on up just [F]a trifle further and [C]reel and rock it, [C]roll it over, [G]Roll Over Beethoven [F]rockin' in two by [C]two. {eoc} Well, early in the mornin' I'm a-givin' you a warnin' don't you step on my blue suede shoes. Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle, ain't got nothin' to lose. Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tschaikowsky the news. You know she wiggles like a glow worm, dance like a spinnin' top. She got a crazy partner, oughta see 'em reel and rock. Long as she got a dime the music will never stop. [C]Roll Over Beethoven, [C]Roll Over Beethoven, [C]Roll Over Beeth[F]oven, [F]Roll Over Beeth[C]oven, Roll [G]Over Beethoven and [F]dig these rhythm and [C]blues.