Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny B. Goode

Deep down in close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the
stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B.
Who never learned to or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a bell

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

He used to carry his guitar in a sack
Sat beneath the tree by the track
An could see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm the drivers made
The People passing by, they stop and say
Oh my, how little country boy could play

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