Luyện nghe bài hát JOHNNY B. GOODE

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

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

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny
[Well] sit the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him in the shade,
Strumming the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my but little country boy could play

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

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

Go Go... Go Go...

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