Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny B. Goode

Way down in Louisiana to New Orleans
Way back up in the among the evergreens
stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B.
Who never, learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just he's a-ringing a bell

Go, go,
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
Johnny B.

He used to his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the tree by the track
The engineer could see him in the shade
Strummin' the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by, would stop and say
"Oh my, but that little boy could play"

Go, go,
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
B. Goode

Go, go,
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Johnny B.

His told him, "Someday you will be a man,
And you be the leader of a big ol' band
Many people to come from miles around
To listen to you play 'til the sun down
And one day maybe your name gonna be in
Sayin' 'Johnny B. tonight!'"

Go, go,
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
B. Goode

Oh, go, go,
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go-go, go
Johnny B.