Bill Haley & His Comets - Johnny B.Goode | Текст песни

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Well, down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way the woods among the evergreens
There a log cabing made of earth and wood
Where a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read so well
Play a guitar like a ringing a bell

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode

Used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Many people come on see sitting in the shade
With the rhythm that the drivers made
Maybe someday name'll be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode

His told him someday you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming see from around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday name'll be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode