School Days

by Chuck Berry



Up in the mornin' and out to school

The teacher is teachin' the Golden Rule

American history and practical math

You studyin' hard and hopin' to pass

Workin' your fingers right down to the bone

And the guy behind you won't leave you alone



Ring, ring goes the bell

The cook in the lunch room's ready to sell

You're lucky if you can find a seat

You're fortunate if you have time to eat

Back in the classroom, open your books

Keep up the teacher don't know how mean she looks (?)



Soon as three o'clock rolls around

You finally lay your burden down

Close up your books, get out of your seat

Down the halls and into the street

Up to the corner and 'round the bend

Right to the juke joint, you go in



Drop the coin right into the slot

You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot

With the one you love, you're makin' romance

All day long you been wantin' to dance,

Feeling the music from head to toe

Round and round and round we go



Drop the coin right into the slot

You're gotta hear somethin' that's really hot

With the one you love, you're makin' romance

All day long you been wantin' to dance,

Feeling the music from head to toe

Round and round and round we go



Hail, hail rock and roll

Deliver me from the days of old

Long live rock and roll

The beat of the drums, loud and bold

Rock, rock, rock and roll

The feelin' is there, body and soul.





Transcribed by Rich Kulawiec, rsk@ecn.purdue.edu