Karaoké Johnny B. Good (live) Jimi Hendrix

Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans

Way back up in the woods among the evergreens

Livin' in a cottage made of earth and wood

Lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode

He never ever learned to read or write so well

Could play the guitar just like ringing a bell

Go, go

Go, Johnny go

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Go, Johnny go

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Go, Johnny go

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Johnny B. Goode

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track

Oh strummin' his guitar in the gentle shade

Playing to the music that the drivers made

People passing by they'd stop and say

Oh my that little country boy could play

Go, go

Go, Johnny go

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Go, Johnny go

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Go, Johnny go

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Go, Johnny go

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Johnny B. Goode babe

His mama told him someday you will be a man

And you will be the leader of a big old band

All kind of people come from miles around to hear ya play ya guitar 'till the sun go down

Maybe someday your name will be in lights

Saying

Johnny B. Goode tonight

Go, go

Go, Johnny go

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Go, Johnny go

Go

Go, Johnny go

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Go, Johnny go

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Johnny B. Goode