Back In The Usa


Back In The USA:Chuck Berry. Recorded in 1959. INTRO: Eb Ab Eb Uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah...uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah.. Bb Uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah. Eb Whoa, yeah..whoa, yeah. #1. Eb Oh, well, oh well, I feel so good today, (uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah.) Ab Eb we just touched ground on an international runway.. (uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah.) Bb Ab Eb jet-propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A. (Whoa, yeah..whoa, yeah.) #2. Eb New York, Los Angeles, oh, how I yearned for you. (Ah, ha, ha, hoo-hah.) Ab Eb Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge.. (Ah, ha, ha, hoo-hah.) Bb Ab Eb let alone just to be at my home back in ol' St. Lou. (Hoo-Hah..hoo-hah.) (INTERLUDE:PIANO) Eb Uh, huh, huh..yea, yeah...uh, huh, huh..yea, yeah.. Ab Eb Uh, huh, huh..yea, yeah..uh, huh, huh..yea, yeah. Bb Eb Bb Uh, huh, huh..yea, yea, yeah..yeah, yeah. #3. Eb Did I miss the skyscrapers, did I miss the long freeway? (uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah.) Ab Eb From the coast of California to the shores of Delaware Bay. (uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah.) Bb Ab Eb You can bet your life I did, till I got back to the U. S. A. (Whoa, yeah..whoa, yeah.) (INTERLUDE:) D# Ab (Uh, huh, huh..yea, yea, yea, yeah.) Eb (Uh, huh, huh..yea, yea, yea, yeah.) Bb (Uh, huh, huh..yea, yea, yea, yeah.) Eb (Yea, yea, yea, yeah.) #4. Eb Looking hard for a drive-in, searching for a corner cafe.. (Uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah.) Ab Eb where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day. (Uh, huh, huh..oh, yeah.) Bb Ab Eb Yeah, and a juke-box jumping with records like in the U.S.A. (Whoa, yeah..whoa, yeah.) #4. Eb Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the U.S.A. (Yea, yea..a-yea, yea, yea, yeah.) Ab Eb Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the U.S.A. (Yea, yea..a-yea, yea, yea, yeah.) Bb Ab Eb Anything you want, we got right here in the U.S.A. (Hoo-hah..hoo-hah.) OUTRO: #4. Eb Well, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the U.S.A. (Yea, yea..a-yea, yea, yea, yeah.) Ab Eb Yes, I'm so glad I'm livin' in the U.S.A. (Yea, yea..a-yea, yea, yea, yeah.) Bb Ab Eb Anything you want, we got right here in the U.S.A. (Fade.) (Hoo-hah..hoo-hah.) A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.