Johnny B. Goode (Live from Blueberry Hill)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:25 duration
๐ ID: 11573399
๐ Lyrics
So here goes Johnny now
Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write well
He could play a guitar like a ringing a bell
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
Carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, engineers would see him, sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my, that little country boy could play
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write well
He could play a guitar like a ringing a bell
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
Carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, engineers would see him, sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my, that little country boy could play
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.91] So here goes Johnny now
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[00:20.85] Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
[00:23.64] Back up in the woods among the evergreens
[00:26.95] Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
[00:30.18] Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
[00:33.27] Who never ever learned to read or write well
[00:35.74] He could play a guitar like a ringing a bell
[00:38.87] Go
[00:40.18] Go
[00:41.99] Go
[00:43.44] Go
[00:45.03] Go
[00:46.39] Go
[00:47.86] Go
[00:49.62] Go
[00:51.28] Go, go, go
[00:53.83] Johnny B. Goode
[00:57.46] Carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[01:01.01] Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
[01:03.37] Oh, engineers would see him, sitting in the shade
[01:06.94] Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
[01:09.97] People passing by they would stop and say
[01:13.47] Oh my, that little country boy could play
[01:16.02] Go
[01:17.40] Go
[01:18.83] Go
[01:20.42] Go
[01:21.97] Go
[01:23.52] Go
[01:25.03] Go
[01:26.85] Go
[01:28.13] Go
[01:30.89] Johnny B. Goode
[01:32.69]
[00:02.76]
[00:20.85] Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
[00:23.64] Back up in the woods among the evergreens
[00:26.95] Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
[00:30.18] Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
[00:33.27] Who never ever learned to read or write well
[00:35.74] He could play a guitar like a ringing a bell
[00:38.87] Go
[00:40.18] Go
[00:41.99] Go
[00:43.44] Go
[00:45.03] Go
[00:46.39] Go
[00:47.86] Go
[00:49.62] Go
[00:51.28] Go, go, go
[00:53.83] Johnny B. Goode
[00:57.46] Carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[01:01.01] Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
[01:03.37] Oh, engineers would see him, sitting in the shade
[01:06.94] Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
[01:09.97] People passing by they would stop and say
[01:13.47] Oh my, that little country boy could play
[01:16.02] Go
[01:17.40] Go
[01:18.83] Go
[01:20.42] Go
[01:21.97] Go
[01:23.52] Go
[01:25.03] Go
[01:26.85] Go
[01:28.13] Go
[01:30.89] Johnny B. Goode
[01:32.69]