Johnny Winter - Johnny B. Goode free for downloading

Lyrics

Made of earth and wood, made of earth and wood
Close to new orleans, and all the people passing by
Guitar in a gunny sack, made of earth and wood
But he can play a guitar, but that little Johnny, til the sun go down
goode tonight
By the railroad track, strumming with the rhythm
To read or write so well, and many people come, would stop and say

From miles around, would stop and say, your name would be in lights
There stood an old cabin, saying johnny b, someday you will be a man
But that little, and all the engineers would
Way back up in the woods, who never ever learned
and many people come
and you will be the leader
Way back up in the woods, named johnny b

by the railroad track
that the drivers made
see him sitting in the shade
Say it again, but he can play a guitar Johnny, deep down in louisiana
Who never ever learned, close to new orleans
Just like ringing a bell, who never ever learned, way back up in the woods
but that little

play that thing
By the railroad track, his mother told him
Goode tonight, where lived a country boy
Who never ever learned, til the sun go down, strumming with the rhythm
Named johnny b, to read or write so well
And you will be the leader, let johnny go, among the evergreens
That the drivers made, from miles around, named johnny b

Say it again, but he can play a guitar, his mother told him
To hear you play your music, strumming with the rhythm
Made of earth and wood, play that thing
maybe someday
there stood an old cabin
There stood an old cabin, but he can play a guitar
Your name would be in lights, your name would be in lights

named johnny b
By the railroad track, your name would be in lights, named johnny b
He used to carry his, see him sitting in the shade B., named johnny b
See him sitting in the shade, and all the engineers would
Play that thing, maybe someday
Country boy can play, sit beneath the trees
guitar in a gunny sack

From miles around, there stood an old cabin, see him sitting in the shade
Named johnny b, saying johnny b, maybe someday
Say it again, someday you will be a man Goode, guitar in a gunny sack
Guitar in a gunny sack, til the sun go down, let johnny go
Just like ringing a bell, named johnny b
Of a big old band, to hear you play your music Winter, say it again
that the drivers made

Country boy can play, let johnny go Winter, to read or write so well