Magic man twiddling the knobs, are you ready?
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 quittée
Sitôt que je la vois elle ne sait que répéter
Go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
Well, he used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him 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
His mamma told him "some day he will be a man"
And he would be the leader of a big ol′ band
People would be coming from all around
To hear him play his guitar when the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight"
I say go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen, Chuck Berry
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