Johnny B. Goode (Live in NY w_ Michael J. Fox) (320 kbps)

[00:21.12] Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans

[00:23.78] Way back up in the woods among the evergreens

[00:26.70] There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood

[00:29.36] Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode

[00:32.01] Who never ever learned to read or write so well

[00:34.67] But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell

[00:37.33] Go go

[00:38.92] Go Johnny go go

[00:41.84] Go Johnny go go

[00:44.77] Go Johnny go go

[00:47.42] Go Johnny go go

[00:51.14] Johnny B. Goode

[00:54.06] He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

[00:56.72] Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track

[00:59.38] Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade

[01:02.03] Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made

[01:04.95] The people passing by they would stop and say

[01:07.34] "Oh my what that little country boy could play"

[01:10.00] Go go

[01:11.59] Go Johnny go go

[01:14.52] Go Johnny go go

[01:17.17] Go Johnny go go

[01:19.83] Go Johnny go go

[01:23.55] Johnny B. Goode

[01:53.38] His mother told him "someday you will be a man

[01:53.91] And you will be the leader of a big old band

[01:54.45] Many people coming from miles around

[01:54.98] To hear you play your music when the sun go down

[01:55.51] Maybe someday your name will be in lights

[01:56.04] Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight"

[01:58.45] Go go

[02:01.48] Go Johnny go

[02:03.61] Go go go Johnny go

[02:06.26] Go go go Johnny go

[02:08.92] Go go go Johnny go

[02:11.31] Go

[02:12.90] Johnny B. Goode