My Dream

Chuck BerryChuck Berry 

Follow 1 fan

Chuck Berry

Charles Edward Anderson "Chuck" Berry (born October 18, 1926) is an American guitarist, singer and songwriter, and one of the pioneers of rock and roll music. With songs such as "Maybellene" (1955), "Roll Over Beethoven" (1956), "Rock and Roll Music" (1957) and "Johnny B. Goode" (1958), Chuck Berry refined and developed rhythm and blues into the major elements that made rock and roll distinctive, with lyrics focusing on teen life and consumerism and utilizing guitar solos and showmanship that would be a major influence on subsequent rock music. more »

Year:

2010

5:58

65 Views

 Struggling with My Dream? Become a better singer in 30 days with these videos!

When I build my home,
That I shall have some day;
It'll be like I want it
Oh - and I mean that in every way.

I have yet to see any
That would cope with the style -
Of the house that I dream of;
That I'll build after a while.

The roof of it will have peak lines,
And contours that dip;
And form shadowy eaves,
Where the little raindrops can drip.

... That sweet pitter patter,
Of raindrops at play -
Is such a beautiful sound
On a quiet gloomy day.

You know, when the wind is high,
And the storm gods race,
And I'll be snugged up
By my fire-place.

Maybe feeding my little dog,
Or playing with my little cat.
But unconsciously yearning,
And wonderin' where you're at.

But when the meadow is shadowed
By that old sinking sun;
And the roses are bowing
For the dew drops to come;

At my old upright piano,
With pure ivory keys,
I'll just plunk out some vibrations
Of whatever I please.

Sometimes it'll be classics,
Sometimes lullabies;
But mostly rock n' roll
- that I'll surely improvise.

And with my favourite guitar,
I'll be just strummin' away
And bidding goodbye,
To another beautiful day.

A portrait of my angel,
That I love most of all -
I'll have painted from a snapshot
Onto my bedroom wall.

Where the suns warm rays,
And the moon's cold beam
Will cast her reflection,
As I lay there and dream.

You know, I can't deny
- but it makes me so sad,
When I think that I've lost
All that I could have had.

It was best for her -
And I guess I, I know;
That she measured my love -
And then asked me to go.

Then Finally my house,
I will have it complete.
And I'll take up a smoke,
Sitting by the window sill.

And I'll read my many books
That I'll have in my bachelors nest;
While the sun goes drooping
- down in the west.

And I'll feel that gold,
Warm light on my face;
And then I'll start trippin'
To some far off place.

That through all of my travels,
I must have missed somewhere -
A place that I might find
My angel someday.

And I'll leave all that I have
To the gods, up above;
And go spend my life searching
For the angel, that I love.

For all of my dreams,
Would be but a souvenir;
Compared to the one
That I love so dear.

 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com