Lyrics:
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 ringin a bell
Chorus
Go, go, go
the shade
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go Go go Johnny Go
Go Go
a country boy name
Of Johnny B goode
Who never ever learned to read
Or write so well but he could play a guitar
Just like ringin' a bell
Go Go go Johnny Go
lives a country boy
Named Johnny B goode
He never learned to read or
Write a book so well
He could play his guitar just
Like a-ringing the bell
Go, go,
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go!
Appreciation by gettin the bags and shoes.
Treat the relationship like a guitar
Keep it in tune. For the song I’m makin
Now, just know that you were my muse
How we kissed in the morning
Make you breakfast in the bed every morning
When you need muse i'll play you my guitar
If e no do i'll give you my shito
the high
People they surround me
Confused by their fate
There's no love around me
Only fear in this play
You were just a temporary muse, hooked by your
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode
That never ever learned to read and write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
lived a country boy name Johnny B goode
Who never ever learned to read
Or write so well
But he could play the guitar
Like ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny
Well I wrote your name on this guitar pick
In hopes that you'd hear my song
I will write it in a song
The power of song
This isn't some stupid game
You watched me play your guitar
That night i drove pretty far
Just to be right by your side
I wanna be right by your side
Underneath the stars
thought you were the muse
You were simply
This story’s interlude
Sharpen your bayonet
This isn’t over yet
A sweet assault, a gentle revolt, hypnotised
By
of masses
No great pretender, not me, yeah yeah
'Cause I can play this guitar
Hangin' round my neck
I'm in love with its power
I believe in its strength
of it
Maybe I could stop this
I could be a moody b*tch
I don't know what's doing it
It's me, I'll tell you that's not it
Muse of my music
And I'm pulling
played his old guitar he's always strumming
Ran his fingers through my hair I'd play a love song too.
If he looked up for a moment then I know he'd
Rory and the Hurricanes
Before he became the keeper of the plane
And by the name of Johnny Guitar
Electricity coming through his fingers
Every time
we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
Got my blocking
Stunt double ready
Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals
on his face
My sister waved her hands and stammered she didn't know just what to say
So I said I play guitar at night and I paint houses during the day
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go go go
the mass, hell of a price to pay
In this Masquerade . . .
V.3 Entourage, in a jaded ballroom,
Hide in masks and parading as muse.
You play along,
I would love to play with you
But my guitars all out of tune
My muse has flown away
Maybe on a different day yeah yeah
In the beginning of my time
I
In which I can have you
'Cause I want you
You're always at the club but I prefer to play my guitar
I know that this is wrong but I keep on walking
play licks on my guitar like you ain't never heard.
But I'm down on my luck and things are just a little slack.
I gotta quarter in my pocket
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