Johnny B. Goode . Johnny Hallyday_._1984


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J'étais avec une fille qui me plaisait bien...
Mais j'ai dû la quitter sans attendre demain...
Malgré son amour elle ne me comprenait pas...
Car elle était bien trop différente de moi...
Elle n'a pas su comprendre...
Pourquoi je l'ai quitté...
Sitôt que je la vois...
Elle ne sait que répéter...
Go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Johnny B. Goode...
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny-sack...
And sit beneath the tree...
By the railroad-track...
Ol' engineers were sitting in the shade...
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made...
People passing by they would stop and say...
Oh! My but that little country-boy can play...
Go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Go Johnny go, go...
Johnny B. Goode...
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Is mama told him some day he will be man...
And he would be the leader of a big old band...
Many people comin' from miles around...
To hear him playing guitar 'till the sun...
Goes down...
Maybe some day your name will be in the light...
Saying 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...
Johnny B. Goode...
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