<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=55515" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Johnny B. Goode</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Deep down in louisianna<br>Close to new orleans,<br>Way back up in the woods<br>Among the evergreens,<br>There stand a country cabin<br>Made of clay and wood,<br>Where lives a young country boy<br>Named johnny b.goode,<br>He never ever learned<br>To read or write a book so well,<br>But he could play his guitar<br>Just like a-ringing a bell.<br>Go go, go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Aah johnny b.goode!<br>He used to carry his guitar<br>In a gunny sack,<br>Sit beneath the trees<br>By the railroad track.<br>Oh sitting and a-playing<br>In the shade,<br>Drumming to the rhythm<br>That the drivers made.<br>People passing by<br>Used to stop and say:<br>My oh my,<br>That country boy can play.<br>Go go, go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Aah johnny b.goode!<br>Well his mama told him:<br>Someday you will be a man.<br>And you will be the leader<br>Of a big old band.<br>Many people coming<br>From miles around,<br>To hear you play your music<br>Till the sun goes down.<br>Maybe some day<br>Your name will be in light,<br>Saying: johnny<br>B. goode tonight!<br>Go go, go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Go johnny go go go!<br>Aah johnny b.goode!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Beatles - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=55515" data-title="Johnny B. Goode" data-description="Deep down in louisianna Close to new orleans, Way back up in the woods Among the evergreens, There stand a country cabin Made of clay and wood, Where lives a young country boy Named johnny b.goode, He never ever learned To read or write a book so ..."></div> </div> </div>

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