Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny B. Goode

Way in Lou'siana close to New Orleans,

Way in the woods among the evergreens
there stood a log cabin or earth and wood.
Where lived a country boy name of B. Goode.
He ever learned to read or write so well,
but he could play a guitar just like a bell.

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

He to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,

go sit beneath a by the railroad track.
The engineers would see him sittin' in the
to the rhythm that the drivers made.
The passing by they would stop and say
oh my but that country boy can play.

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

Well, his momma him, "Some day you will be a man.

You will be the of a big old band,
many people from miles around
just to hear you play your music till the sun down.
Maybe your name 'll be in lights,
sayin', 'Johnny B. tonight!!'"

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

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