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in your shoes
But I'd drive all night Just to play this song to you

With My Car and My Guitar
I can do what I want to do
I'd drive all night just

a country boy named Johnny be good
who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell

(Chorus)
Go Go
Go

Johnny B. Goode

Paul Anka

Live & In Concert

2003

a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.

Go Go
Go Johnny

We're rolling, my sweetheart, we're flowing, by God

She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire
Or a picnic in the rain after a prairie fire

Here I am at your big show
Now I grew up with your records you know 
Play me that guitar solo 
Note for note, like the record yeah

Spun your album one

will,
By my actions should people see that I'm ill
Yet with no intent to let myself drown
In the gaze of the abyss
Been staring at it for years, now I own

it´s getting darker and darker .... 

I can´t concentrade 
I can´t stop crying 
Hurting people 
Missing friends 
I´m joke 

Guitar Solo

Doctor One 
Told

BASS GUITAR PLAYER

He was my first bass man and played with power and rage
At the age of 25 he died on stage
We were young and wild and another guy

tell by the look in his eyes, that this was his way of fun
He would ask for the Lord's blessing so he would get nothing wrong
Then he would start to play

a movement of the muse with in, searching the depths of my mind, I use the synergy, to summarize my functions,

So the human update can be mastered with less

know how everytime
I don't even know i can't even try
I try to live my life i can't even
Since I'm haunted by my hours on the clock
Time is running out

stage by stage you've gotta to play the game
Oni ma joko tara tara omoba wo n yo aje o oo
Trips orisirisi destiny gbe mi wo trenches
Ja mi le trabaye
Off

Verse 1:
Riding down this winding road, the radio plays a tune,
Leather boots and faded jeans, beneath the silver moon.
My heart's tied

My lonely guitar
Plays sadly and blue
This song that it plays now
Goes out there to you

My lonely guitar
It sounds so blue
I miss your face boy

play jazz (that's right)
That's the sound of my brand new guitar

Gran Guitara, Gran Guitara
Te gusta el sonido de mi guitarra
Gran Guitara, Gran Guitara

This is a message that
My manager wouldn't approve after this song
I'll have a lot of cleaning up to do
Don't be influenced by an
Office full

be my muse


It's been over a year, and boy I'm still amazed
Touch myself late at night, thinking about you this isn't a phase (phase)
Don't you play

Gordon served for the local bar
He had his eyes on my guitar
When I'd play it on the Friday eve
So soft and musically
It's how it goes

Gordon was

CAN'T HAVE IT NO

Verse 2
GOTTA MAKE MYSELF SOME LIVIN' NOW
BUT ONLY THINGS THAT I CAN DO
IS PLAY MY HEART OUT ON THIS GUITAR
AND SING MY SOUL RIGHT OUT

And I was sitting in the living room
And a man walked in
And he had a guitar with him
And all of a sudden he was surrounded by a group of girls

be safe with me
I've got my guitar in hand
I'll play you a song by your favorite band and
Just you and me
The party's just begun
A special concert for

Of my rusty cadillac
  
Each day after high school
I was hanging 'round the local music store
Learning how to play guitar
It seemed I found what I was

'Cause you can call me babe and I'll call you (Darling)
If that's alright with you its fine by (Me)
(I will play guitar and you can try to sing)
You

too dey lie
Ebute metta Msendo ah
if you want my money tell me what you buy
she dey play me guitar from jean paul ah
tell me what to do, if na to pay