he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell Go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode He used to
a bell. Go go, go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! aah Johnny B. Goode! He used to carry his guitar
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell Go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode He used
Johnny B. Goode tonight! Go go, go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! Go Johnny go go go! Aah Johnny B.Goode!
Johnny B. Goode... He never ever learned to read or write so well, But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. (Chorus) Go Go Go Johnny Go Go
us up, man! [PAUL:] My playin's good, man! [DOVE:] Fuckin' us up, man! As we begin again... rude interruption from our audience... (Background laughter) Here we go. Oh Johnny
ringing a bell Go go Go Johnny go go go Go Johnny go go go Go Johnny go go go Go Johnny go go go Go go Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar
could play the guitar just like ringing a bell Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny, go go Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go go Johnny B. Good His mama
It's Johnny's birthday It's Johnny's birthday And we would like to wish him all the very best It's Johnny's birthday It's Johnny's birthday And it's so
name will be in lights Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight" Go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go Johnny B. Goode
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey And perhaps we'll never meet anymore 'Til we gather in heaven's bright city Far away on that beautiful shore
(Albert E. Brumley) Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey And perhaps never meet anymore Till we gather in heaven's bright city Far away on that
Up in the mornin', out on the job Work like the devil for my pay. But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day. Had a fuss
