Biografía:
Charles Edward Anderson Berry (18 de octubre de 1926 - 18 de marzo de 2017) nació el 18 de octubre de 1926 en St. Louis. Su madre, Martha, era profesora y su padre, Henry, contratista y diácono bautista. Es el tercero de seis hermanos.
Es una figura influyente y uno de los pioneros del rock and roll.
Berry había estado tocando blues desde sus adolescencia y a principios de 1953, comienza a ganarse un sobresueldo tocando en la "Sir John's Trio" una banda que actuaba en un popular club de Saint Louis.
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Otras canciones:
- Carol
- Johnny B Goode
- Johnny B. Goode
- Johnny Be Good
- Rock N Roll Music
- Roll Over Beethoven
- School Days
- Sweet Little 16
- You Never Can Tell
- 12 Bar Blues
- 30 Days
- 34 Time Enchiladas
- Almost Grown
- Anthony Boy
- Around And Around
- Back In The Usa
- Beautiful Delilah
- Big Boys
- Brown Eyed Handsome Man
- Bye Bye Johnny
- C Est La Vie
- Come On
- Darlin
- Down The Road A Piece
- Downbound Train
- Dutchman
- Earth Angel
- Eyes Of Man
- Go Go Go
- I Want To Be Your Driver
- Im A Rocker
- Jamaica Moon
- Lady B Goode
- Let It Rock
- Little Queenie
- Maybellene
- Memphis
- Memphis Tennessee
- My Ding A Ling
- Nadine
- No Particular Place To Go
- Oh Baby Doll
- Promised Land
- Ramona Say Yes
- Reelin And Rockin
- Rock And Roll Music
- Run Rudolph Run
- Still Got The Blues
- Sweet Little Rock And Roller
- Sweet Little Sixteen
- The Man And The Donkey
- The Thing I Used To Do
- Too Much Monkey Business
- Vacation Time
- Wonderful Woman
- You Cant Catch Me
- You Go To My Head
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
PROMISED LAND
by Chuck Berry
https://youtu.be/WnMl8si12E0
[Verse 1]
E
Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia,
A
California on my mind.
B
I straddled that Greyhound, rode him into Raleigh,
E
And on across Caroline.
[Verse 2]
E
We stopped in Charlotte but bypassed Rock Hill,
A
And we never was a minute late.
B
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown,
E
Rollin' out of Georgia state.
[Verse 3]
E
We had motor trouble, it turned into a struggle,
A
Half way 'cross Alabam,
B
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
E
In downtown Birmingham.
[Verse 4]
E
Right away, I bought me a through-train ticket,
A
Right 'cross Mississippi clean
B
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
E
Smoking into New Orleans.
[Verse 5]
E
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
A
Just to help me get to Houston Town
B
There are people there who care a little about me
E
And they won't let the poor boy down
[Verse 6]
E
Sure as you're born they bought me a silk suit
A
Put luggage in my hand
B
And I woke up high over Alburquerque
E
On a jet to the promised land
[Verse 7]
E
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
A
Flying over to the Golden State
B
When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
E
He would set us at the terminal gate
[Verse 8]
E
Swing low chariot come down easy
A
Taxi to the terminal zone
B
Cut your engines and cool your wings
E
And let me make it to the telephone
[Verse 9]
E
Los Angeles, give me No'folk, V'ginia
A
Tidewater four ten o nine
B
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
E
And the poor boy is on the line
by Chuck Berry
https://youtu.be/WnMl8si12E0
[Verse 1]
E
Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia,
A
California on my mind.
B
I straddled that Greyhound, rode him into Raleigh,
E
And on across Caroline.
[Verse 2]
E
We stopped in Charlotte but bypassed Rock Hill,
A
And we never was a minute late.
B
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown,
E
Rollin' out of Georgia state.
[Verse 3]
E
We had motor trouble, it turned into a struggle,
A
Half way 'cross Alabam,
B
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
E
In downtown Birmingham.
[Verse 4]
E
Right away, I bought me a through-train ticket,
A
Right 'cross Mississippi clean
B
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
E
Smoking into New Orleans.
[Verse 5]
E
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
A
Just to help me get to Houston Town
B
There are people there who care a little about me
E
And they won't let the poor boy down
[Verse 6]
E
Sure as you're born they bought me a silk suit
A
Put luggage in my hand
B
And I woke up high over Alburquerque
E
On a jet to the promised land
[Verse 7]
E
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
A
Flying over to the Golden State
B
When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
E
He would set us at the terminal gate
[Verse 8]
E
Swing low chariot come down easy
A
Taxi to the terminal zone
B
Cut your engines and cool your wings
E
And let me make it to the telephone
[Verse 9]
E
Los Angeles, give me No'folk, V'ginia
A
Tidewater four ten o nine
B
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
E
And the poor boy is on the line
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