Luyện nghe bài hát JOHNNY B. GOODE

Deep down in close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the among the evergreens...
There stood a log made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy name of B. Goode...
Who never learned to read or write so well,
But he could the guitar like ringing a bell.

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

He use to carry his in a gunny sack
[Well] sit beneath the by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers to see him sitting in the shade,
Strumming with the rhythm the drivers made.
People passing by they stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could

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

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His told him someday you will be a man,
And you be the leader of a big old band.
people coming from miles around
To hear you play your when the sun go down
Maybe your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. tonight.

Go Go... Go Go...

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