Johnny B. Goode [Live At Winterland Arena, San Francisco, CA, December 29, 1977] Lyrics

Song	Johnny B. Goode [Live At Winterland Arena, San Francisco, CA, December 29, 1977]
Artist	Grateful Dead
Album	Dick's Picks Volume 10: Winterland Arena 12/29/1977
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	作词 : Chuck Berry
	作曲 : Chuck Berry
	Deep down in louisiana close to new orleans,
	Way back in the woods among the evergreens
	There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
	There lived a country boy named johnny b. goode.
	He never learned to read or write so well,
	But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell.
	Go go, go johnny go, go; go johnny go, go;
	Go johnny go, go; go johnny go, go; go johnny b. goode.
	He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
	Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track.
	The engineers seen him sittin' in the shade
	Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
	People passin' by would stop and say
	"my my, but that little country boy can play!"
	His mamma told him "someday you will be a man."
	You will be the leader of a big old band
	Many people comin' from miles around
	To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
	Maybe someday your name will be in lights.

	zuo ci : Chuck Berry
	zuo qu : Chuck Berry
	Deep down in louisiana close to new orleans,
	Way back in the woods among the evergreens
	There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
	There lived a country boy named johnny b. goode.
	He never learned to read or write so well,
	But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell.
	Go go, go johnny go, go go johnny go, go
	Go johnny go, go go johnny go, go go johnny b. goode.
	He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
	Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track.
	The engineers seen him sittin' in the shade
	Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
	People passin' by would stop and say
	" my my, but that little country boy can play!"
	His mamma told him " someday you will be a man."
	You will be the leader of a big old band
	Many people comin' from miles around
	To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
	Maybe someday your name will be in lights.

	zuò cí : Chuck Berry
	zuò qǔ : Chuck Berry
	Deep down in louisiana close to new orleans,
	Way back in the woods among the evergreens
	There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
	There lived a country boy named johnny b. goode.
	He never learned to read or write so well,
	But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell.
	Go go, go johnny go, go go johnny go, go
	Go johnny go, go go johnny go, go go johnny b. goode.
	He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
	Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track.
	The engineers seen him sittin' in the shade
	Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
	People passin' by would stop and say
	" my my, but that little country boy can play!"
	His mamma told him " someday you will be a man."
	You will be the leader of a big old band
	Many people comin' from miles around
	To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
	Maybe someday your name will be in lights.

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