that highway sound

The motor cooled down, the heat went down
That's when I heard that highway sound.
Cadillac settin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead.
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Lyric from Chuck Berry's song, "Maybellene." Many rock experts call that the first rock-and-roll song.

I was reading, lately, two books by Bob Woodward (the Washington Post reporter who, along with fellow reporter Carl Bernstein, stumbled upon the events which came to be known as "Watergate"):
Shadow: Five Presidents and the Legacy of Watergate
and

The Agenda.

Woodward's writing style is plain, straightforward -- reporting:
This happened.
This other thing happened.
These people planned this;
these other people tried that;
so-and-so said this.

Not elaborate, or flowery. The style is impartial. He doesn't write to "lobby for" anything. He tries to present facts, and what they may mean.

[From The Agenda: Inside the Clinton White House]: -----------------There was lots of resistance from the economic team.

"That's Nixon," said Health and Human Services Secretary Donna Shalala, comparing Magaziner's idea to the Republican president's largely unsuccessful price freeze in the early 1970s.

Hillary argued that an immediate freeze would save an estimated $28 billion.

President Clinton backed his wife.---------------- [end excerpt]

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Chuck Berry's songwriting is like that, too -- the straightforward, This happened, then this, then -- THIS!-style.
You might call him the Bob Woodward of Rock and Roll.
Or -- Bob Woodward could be known as the Chuck Berry of journalism.

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Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You done started back doing the things you used to do.

As I was motivatin' over the hill
I saw Maybellene in a Coup de Ville.
Cadillac rollin' on the open road,
Nothin' out-run my v8 Ford.
Cadillac doin' about ninety-five,
It was bumper to bumper, rollin' side to side.

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've done started back doin’ the things you used to do.

Peeked in the mirror at the top of the hill,
just like swallowin' up a medicine pill.
First thing I saw that Cadillac grille
Doin' a hundred and ten, droppin' over that hill.
Uphill curve, downhill stretch,
Me and that Cadillac neck and neck.

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You've done started back doing the things you used to do.

The Cadillac pulled up to hundred-and-four,
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more.
It then got cloudy, it started to rain,
Tootin’ my horn for the passin' lane
Rain water blowin' all under my hood,
But I knew that was doin' my motor good.

Oh -- Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You done started back doin’ the things you used to do.

Now,
The motor cooled down, the heat went down
That's when I heard that highway sound.
Cadillac settin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead.
Cadillac lookin' like it's settin' still
And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill.

Maybellene, why can't you be true?
Oh! Maybellene, why can't you be true?
You done started back doing the things you used to do.
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"Maybellene," Chuck Berry

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