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   (You're So Square)  BABY  I  DON'T  CARE   (Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller)

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You don't like crazy music

You don't like rockin' bands

You just wanna go to a movie show

And sit there a-holding hands

You're so square  Baby I don't care

 

I don't why my heart flips

I only know it does

I wonder why I love you baby

I guess it's just because

You're so square  Baby I don't care

 

You don't know any dance steps that I do

I only know I love you like I do, I do, I do, I do

 

I don't why my heart flips

I only know it does

I wonder why I love you baby

I guess it's just because

You're so square  Baby I don't care 

Baby I don't care  Baby I don't care care  Care care

BUDDY HOLLY LIVES - In Christine Curry's kitchen. Christine is an excellent paintress and a huge Buddy fan. Read more about her on the Lyrics Pages. 

                        Christine Curry Art

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                   BABY  IT'S  LOVE   (Bob Montgomery - Ella Holley)

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Sixty seconds of heavenly bliss  One minute of your sweet kiss

Then my heart was all a mess  It's love, baby it's love

 

Sixty minutes of you in my arms  One hour to learn of all your charms

Then my heart's like a fire alarm  It's love, baby, it's love

 

Twelve hours of you to tantalize  One day for me to realize

My heart flutters like butterflies  It's love, baby it's love

 

Seven days, a wedding to plan  One week and then I began

My life of a happily married man  It's love, baby, it's love

 

Sixty seconds of heavenly bliss  One minute of your sweet kiss

Then my heart was all a mess  It's love, baby, it's love

 

Sixty minutes of you in my arms  One hour to learn of all your charms

Then my heart's like a fire alarm  It's love, baby, it's love

 

Twelve hours of you to tantalize  One day for me to realize

My heart flutters like butterflies  It's love, baby it's love

 

Four weeks of quarrels and kisses  One month of fighting the missus

I'm wondering now What the heck that this is  If it's love, baby, what's love ?

Christine Curry's Rock'n'Roll Kitchen, I like it.

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BABY,  LET'S  PLAY  HOUSE  (I WANNA PLAY HOUSE WITH YOU)  (Arthur Gunter)

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Baby, baby, baby baby

Baby, baby, baby babe

Baby, baby, baby baby

Baby, baby, baby babe

Come back baby I wanna play house with you

 

Well now you may go to college

You may go to school

You may have a big Cadillac

But don't you be nobody's fool

Now baby, come back a-baby come

Come back a-baby come

Come back baby, I wanna play house with you

 

Well now this is one thing baby

That I want you to know

Well a-come on back to me a-little girl

We can make it like we did before

Now baby, come back a-baby come

Come back a-baby come

Come back baby, I wanna play house with you

 

Well now this is one thing baby

That I'm talkin' about

Well a-come on back to me a-little girl

So we can play some house

Now baby, come back a-baby come

Come back a-baby come

Come back baby, I wanna play house with you

 

Well listen to me baby

Try to understand

Well I'd rather see you dead a-little girl

Than to be with another man

Now baby, come back a-baby come

Come back a-baby come

Come back baby, I wanna play house with you

 

Well a-baby, baby, baby baby

Baby, baby, baby babe

Baby, baby, baby baby

Baby, baby, baby babe

Come back baby I wanna play house with you

Christine Curry playing piano in the Norman Petty Studios in Clovis, NM on Buddy's birthday 2009.

Hi Hans,
I sent you pictures of my artwork earlier this year...
I recently visited Lubbock, TX and Clovis, NM on Buddy's birthday. Here's a couple of pictures from the trip.
I got to play the piano that they used in their recordings!
Still enjoying your fan site,

Christine Curry
http://ChristineCurry.com/
909 754 8911                  

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                BABY  WON'T  YOU  COME  OUT  TONIGHT   (Buddy Holly)

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Oh well-a go baby, go baby, go baby go

Baby go, baby go, baby, go baby go

Baby go, baby go, baby

Won't you come out tonight

 

Well, baby won't you come out tonight  Underneath the moon so bright

We'll have fun cuttin' the rug  Won't cha come out my little honey bug

Oh baby, won't cha come out tonight

 

Well baby, the moon is so bright  And if you'll only come out, it'll be just right

We'll make all the night spots  And for you that's not a lot

Oh baby, won't you come out tonight

 

Oh, go baby, go baby, go-baby-go

Baby go, baby go, baby, go-baby-go

Baby go, baby go, baby

Baby go, baby go, baby go, baby go-go-go

Go! Go!

 

Well baby, I love you so  And I hope your answer won't be no

If you'll come out, we'll rock and roll  Come on baby, let's go

Oh baby, won't you come out tonight

 

Oh, go baby, go baby, go-baby-go

Baby go, baby go, baby, go-baby-go

Baby go, baby go, baby

Won't cha come out tonight

Oh, go baby, go baby, go-baby-go

Baby go, baby go, baby, go-baby-go

Baby go, baby go, baby

Won't cha come out tonight

            Christine Curry at the Fair Park Coliseum Sept. 7, 2009

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                             BECAUSE  I  LOVE  YOU   (Buddy Holly)

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Because I love you - BUDDY HOLLY

 

Well they say what you don't know won't hurt you  And I believe that it's so

So don't tell me that you found someone new  To go thru life with you

 

Because I love you my darling, my dearest I love you  You're the one I want

nearest, may I love you And I will bet you love me too

 

Oh, I'd rather die thinking you love me  Than to go on thru life without you

And you with someone new  To go thru life with you

 

Well, because I love you, I love you, my darling  My dearest I love you, I love you

You're the one I want nearest, may I love you, I love you  And I will bet you love

me too

 

Oh, I'd rather die thinking you love me  Than to go on thru life without you

And you with someone new  To go thru life with you 

                    Christine Curry Art

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                           BLUE  DAYS,  BLACK  NIGHTS  (Ben Hall)

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Blue Days - Black Nights - Buddy Holly

 

Blue days, black nights, blue tears keep on fallin'  For you dear, now you're gone

Blue days, black nights, my heart keeps on callin'  For you dear, and you alone

 

Memories of you make me sorry  I gave you reason to doubt me

But now you're gone and I am left here all alone  With blue memories, I think of you

 

Blue days, black nights, I didn't realize  I would miss you, the way I do

And now somehow I know I will pay  For the times I have made you blue

 

Memories of you make me sorry  I gave you reason to doubt me

But now you're gone and I am left here all alone  With blue memories, I think of you

                    Christine Curry Art

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                    BLUE   MONDAY   (Dave Bartholomew - Antoine Domino)

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Blue Monday, how I hate Blue Monday

Got to work like a slave all day

Here come Tuesday, oh hard Tuesday

I'm so tired that I've no time to play

 

Here come Wednesday, I'm beat to my socks

My gal calls, and I tell her that I'm out

'Cause Thursday is a hard workin' day

And Friday I get my pay

 

Saturday mornin', oh Saturday mornin'

All my tiredness has gone all away

Find my money meet my honey

And go out on the town to play

 

Sunday mornin' my head is bad

But it's worth it for the time that I've had

But I've got to get my rest

'Cause Monday is a mess

 

Saturday mornin', oh Saturday mornin'

All my tiredness has gone all away

Find my money meet my honey

And go out on the town to play

 

Sunday mornin' my head is bad

But it's worth it for the time that I've had

But I've got to get my rest

'Cause Monday is a mess

        Christine Curry Art

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                              BLUE    SUEDE    SHOES   ( Carl  Perkins )

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Well it's a-one for the money, two for the show

Three to get ready now go cat go

But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes

You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes

 

Well you can knock me down, step on my face

Slander my name all over the place

Do anything that you wanna do

But uh uh honey lay off of my shoes

And don't you step on my blue suede shoes

You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes

 

You can burn my house, steal my car

Drink my liquor from an old fruit jar

Do anything that you wanna do

But uh uh honey lay off of my shoes

But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes

Well you can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes

 

Well it's a-one for the money, two for the show

Three to get ready, now go cat go

But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes

You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes

 

Well it's blue, blue, blue suede shoes

Blue, blue, blue suede shoes yeh!

Blue, blue, blue suede shoes yeh!

Blue, blue, blue suede shoes

You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes

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                                 BO  DIDDLEY   (Ellas Mc Daniels)

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Bo Diddley'll buy baby a diamond ring 

If that diamond ring don't shine

He's gonna take it to a private eye

If that private eye can't see 

He better not take-a ring-a from me

 

Won't you come to my house a-back at home

Take-a my baby on the way from home

Love-a that boo-doo, oh where've you been 

Up to your house and gone again

 

Bo Diddley caught a bearcat 

To make a pretty baby a Sunday hat

Bo Diddley caught a nanny-goat

To make a pretty baby a Sunday coat

 

Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley have you heard 

My pretty baby said she was a bird

        Christine Curry Art

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             BROWN - EYED  HANDSOME  MAN   (Charles E. "Chuck" Berry)

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                    Brown Eyed Handsome Man - Buddy Holly

 

Oh arrested on charges of unemployment

He was sitting in the witness stand

The judge's wife called up the district attorney

Said you free that brown eyed man

You want your job you better free

That brown eyed man

 

Flying across the desert in a TWA,

I saw a woman walking across the sand

She'd been a-walkin' thirty miles en route to Bombay

To meet a brown eyed handsome man

Her destination was a brown eyed handsome man

 

Way back in history three thousand years

In fact ever since the world began

There's been a whole lot of good women shedding tears

Over a brown eyed handsome man

A lot of trouble with a brown eyed handsome man

 

Well a beautiful a daughter couldn't make up her mind

Between a doctor and a lawyer man

Her mother told her, "Darlin' go out and find yourself

A brown eyed handsome man

That's what your daddy is a brown eyed handsome man"

 

Well the Milo de Venus was a beautiful lass

She had the world in the palm of her hand

But she lost both her arms in a wrestling match

To win a brown eyed handsome man

She fought and won herself a brown eyed handsome man

 

Well-a two, three the count with nobody on

He hit a high fly into the stands

A-rounding third he was a-heading for home

It was a brown eyed handsome man

That won the game it was a brown eyed handsome man

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                            Buddy Holly, Rock N Roll Superman 

                        © 2018   (PHIL DWINELL & JESUS OLDMAN)

                                           Tribute Song USA

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It was long ago and fa-a-ar away 
America was lookin' for something new to say 
All of a sudden Rock N Roll was here to stay 
They tried to tell us no, we said That'll Be The Day 

Though some said Elvis was the king 
That's not where I saw the crown 

'Cause Buddy Holly was the Rock N Roll Superman 
He wrote the best songs and played like no one can 
Yeah Buddy Holly was the Rock N Roll Superman 
And then he joined 
Joined every rock n roll band 

He was a man of music, a saint of circumstance 
He taught Rock to feel and think, as well as dance 
He said 
Hey Peggy Sue 
She said I'm in love with you 
He said 
Maybe Baby 
I'm-a-gonna love you too 

You wouldn't think this Clark Kent kid 
Was a whole Party In A Can... 

But Buddy Holly was the Rock N Roll Superman 
He wrote the best songs and played like no one can 
Yeah Buddy Holly, was the Rock N Roll Superman 
He wrote better songs and played like no one can 
Then he joined 
Joined every rock n roll 
Joined every rock n roll band 

~Guitar solo 

Though that was long ago, I know, 
He's still here all over town 

'Cause Buddy Holly, he's the Rock N Roll Superman 
Showed Lennon and McCartney how the whole thing's done, man 
Yes he was 
Yeah Buddy Holly, he was Superman 

It was so tragic and wrong 
I coulda lost my mind 
His plane went down in early '59 
Along with Ritchie Valens and The Big Bopper too 
You're not forgotten, 
We Will Remember You 

We love you with a love so rare and true 
Yeah, even now 

'Cause Buddy Holly, you're a Rock N Roll Superman 
You cast a shadow taller than any other man 
Like Jesus with a guitar, a brown-eyed handsome man 
He wrote better songs than anybody else can 
And then he joined 
He joined the Hall Of Fame 
Gave Everyone His Name 
Joined every rock n roll band 

woohoo... 
woohoo... 

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                    Buddy  Holly's  Brille  ( Die Ärzte )    German  tribute

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               Von der CD: "Im Schatten der Ärzte" - Die Ärzte

Er hatte braune Augen und auch braune Haare,

er hatte eine Brille und eine Gitarre.

Auf der Gitarre spielte er bis zur Ekstase,

und die Brille trug er immer auf seiner Nase.

Er sang wie ein Engel und war überall bekannt,

zum schlafengehen hing er die Gitarre an die Wand.

Doch seine Brille hat er niemals abgesetzt,

wo ist Buddy Holly´s Brille jetzt?

Er war schlank und hatte Glück bei den Frauen,

er brauchte ihnen nur in die Augen zu schauen.

Wenn ihn die Brille dabei einmal störte,

dann sang er solange, bis sie ihn erhörte.

Er stieg in ein Flugzeug und grinste hinaus,

von oben sah die Erde überwältigend aus.

Das Flugzeug stürzte ab, und die Welt war entsetzt,

wo ist Buddy Holly´s Brille jetzt?

Um die verschwundene Brille entstand eine Sage,

es hiess, man könne singen, wenn man sie trage.

Viele Schurken waren deshalb hinter ihr her,

doch von denen trägt die Brille garantiert keiner mehr.

Es stand in seinem Testament, es war sein letzter Wille,

wenn ihr mich einst begraben müßt, dann nur mit meiner Brille.

Damit ist auch dieses Rätsel endlich gelöst,

Buddy Holly ist mit seiner Brille verwest!

Die ganze Welt hat Buddy Holly geliebt:

als er so jung gestorben ist waren viele Menschen betrübt.

Und das ist ein guter Grund, sich selber umzubringen,

denn im Himmel wird Buddy wieder für uns singen ...

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                     C A P R O C K   ( Jim Ratts )  From the CD "Oh, Boy!"


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Jim and Salli Ratts, RUNAWAY EXPRESS.

A shooting star in a midnight sky


The afterglow did not die


He flew ten thousand miles an hour


In the days of Eisenhower





A Llano kid   A country boy


Music was his pride and joy


A shooting star West Texas born


Caught up in a Memphis storm





Chorus: What a show !


We watched it go !


The afterglow          won't fade away  (4x)





A shooting star   A country soul


Dust to Rock      Caprock and Roll


He flew ten thousand miles an hour


In the days of Eisenhower


Chorus: . . .

          Christine Curry Art

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                        COME  BACK  BABY   (Fred Neil - Norman Petty)

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Come back baby  Baby won't you come back  Come back baby to me

Now I know why all sad hearts cry  Baby baby come to me

 

Well, I cried all night  Ever since you left me  Nothing has gone right

Poor lonely oh me

 

I say come back baby  Baby won't you come back  Come back baby to me

Now you know I love you so  Baby baby come to me

 

When you left me all alone  To sing the blues I waited by the phone

To get good news  That you would come back baby

Baby won't you come back  Come back baby to me

Now you know I love you so  Baby baby come to me 


Oh, come back baby to me

Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm Hmm  Come back baby to me

Oh baby baby come to me  Come back baby to me

         Christine Curry Art

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                              CHANTILLY  LACE   ( The Big Bopper )


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  Courtesy Carl Bunch

(Hello baby. Yeah, this is the Big Bopper speaking.

Ha ha ha ha ha! Oh you sweet thing! Will I what?

Oh baby you know what I like!)



Chantilly lace and a pretty face and a pony-tail a-hanging down,

A wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk

Made the world go round, round, round.



Ain't nothing in the world like big-eyed girl

To make me act so funny, make me spend my money,

Make me feel real loose, like a long-necked goose,

Like a girl, oh baby, that's a-what I like!



(What's that baby? But ... but Ah, honey.

Ah, honey. You know what I like!)



Chantilly lace and a pretty face and a pony-tail a-hanging down,

A wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk.

Lord made the world go round, round, round.

Ain't nothing in the world like big-eyed girl

To make me act so funny, make me spend my money,

Make me feel real loose, like a long-necked goose,

Like a girl, oh baby, that's a-what I like!

(What's that honey? Pick up at eight? And don't be late?

But baby, I ain't got no money, honey.

Ha ha ha ha. Oh, all right, honey, you know what I like!)

Chantilly lace and a pretty face and a pony-tail a-hanging down,

A wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk,

Lord, made the world go round, round, round.

Ain't nothing in the world like big-eyed girl

To make me act so funny, make me spend my money,

Make me feel real loose, like a long-necked goose,

Like a girl, oh baby, that's a-what I like!

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                         CRYING,  WAITING,  HOPING   (Buddy Holly)

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                   Crying, Waiting, Hoping    BUDDY HOLLY

 

Crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back

I just can't seem to get you off my mi-a-i-a-ind

Crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back

You're the one I love

And I think about you all the time

 

Crying, my tears keep a-falling all night long

Waiting, it feels so useless, I know it's wrong

To keep a-crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back

Maybe someday soon

Things will change and a-you'll be mine

 

Crying, my tears keep a-falling all night long

Waiting, it feels so useless, I know it's wrong

To keep a-crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back

Maybe someday soon

Things will change and a-you'll be mine

Crying, waiting, hoping

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All Christine Curry paintings and photos by kind courtesy of Christine Curry (with written permission of the artist).