Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny BGoode

Deep down in close to New Orleans
Where lived a country boy named B. Goode
Way back up in the amongst the evergreens
There stood an old cabin made of and wood
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a
That never learned to read and write so well
Go go. Go go

B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the track
Old engineer sitting in the
Strumming with the that the drivers made

The passing by would stop an say
Johnny B.
Oh my but how that little country boy play
Go go. Go go
Many people coming from miles
And you will be the leader of a big old

His told him someday you will be a man
B. Goode tonight
To hear you play your music the sun goes down
Maybe some day your name be in lights, saying
Go go. Go go

B. Goode