Lyrics:
and say
My how that little country boy can play
Go go go Johnny go go...
[ guitar ]
Well his mama told him someday you will be a man
You will be the leader
memories awaken
'Neath each bright watching star
Play for one who's forsaken
On my Roman guitar
Suona, suona mia chitarra
Lascia piangere il mio cuore
memories awaken
'Neath each bright watching star
Play for one who's forsaken
On my Roman guitar
Suona, suona mia chitarra
Lascia piangere il mio cuore
the wheel
Boy is up in the hills with his guitar singing about you
Your voice plays in my head when I'm in bed
When I'm not feeling confident
I hear it
to prove the fact that I
Don't wanna get sued for
Sampling on my song DEATHCAMP that
Appeared on Cherry Bomb
Now, I rarely sample i usually play
could we, I mean could you like you said teach me to play catch?
Yeah... sure
But I gotta get this done, okay?
Okay thanks
Have I become my 90's dad?
Too
packed them in a trunk
Rock 'n roll's alright by me I turned out a punk
Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk
I didn't like jazz I
Whenever this world starts gettin' me down
Holden' me back, makin' me frown
I need some music from guitar Town
Come on play me a country song
George
memories awaken
'Neath each bright watching star
Play for one who's forsaken
On my Roman guitar
Suona, suona mia chitarra
Lascia piangere il mio cuore
People passing by, they would stop and say
"Oh my, but that country boy can play!"
Go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go,
Picking till my fingers bled, got in my blood
Now that’s not to say I didn’t fish or play
Goof around and act my age, and be home by dark
But from 8 or 9
of his love of games
(He finished his set that night
By retreating to play
Galaga as John Mayer riffed on guitar) Now
As he spots
The original Pong, Super
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I'm lonely rockstar
Living out my days in my homemade scars
Az home, might as well moved to the Mars
Just wanna rock on these simple guitars
But I'm
about in histories
Yeah yeah yeah
Make me your piece of art
Touch my soul and touch my heart
Let me be your inspiration, let me be your muse
While
need a gar
Roll up my meds
Play my guitar
Some nights I slept in my bed
Some nights I slept in my car
Sometimes I need some mo bread
Sometimes I just
to protect you
And I blame myself every single night Not even love could justify it
May the sounds of my songs Help us carry on
May the sounds of my guitar
to nailed her
Bitch, I'm with the gang, that mean I'm hangin' 'round some felons
And Blow, he got the K, and he gon' play it like a guitar
Never have I hit
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
leaving GA
Gonna lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one
And grab my guitar and play
The four days flew by like a drunk Friday night
As the summer
People passing by, they would stop and say
"Oh my, but that country boy can play!"
Go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go,
People passing by, they would stop and say
"Oh my, but that country boy can play!"
Go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go,
tonight
Lights Lights will guide you tonight
Staring thought the haze of your muse
Aura drawing everyone close
The reality
Of my fragile lonely heart
I
inside i pulled out my guitar and she smiled as she took off her shirt
I started to play and she started to cry and the clothes tumbled off with the hurt
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