Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny Be Good

[Originally by Berry]

Way down close 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...
He never learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar ringing a bell.

Go Go
Go Go
Go Go
be good

He use to his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the track.
Oh, the used to see him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm the drivers made.
People by would stop and say
Oh my that little boy could play

Go Go
Go Go
Go Go
be good

His mama told him he would be a man,
And he would be the of a big old band.
Many coming from miles around
To hear him play his when the sun go down
someday his name would be in lights
Saying B. Goode tonight.