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| 3:24 | ||||
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens... There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, Where lived a country boy name of Jonny 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 Jonny Go, Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Johnny B Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, Struming with the rhythm that the drivers made. People passing by would stop and say Oh my that little country boy could play Go, Go, Go Jonny Go, Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Jonny B. Good His mama told him someday he would be a man, And you will be the leader of a big old band. Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun go down Maybe someday his name would be in lights Saying Jonny B. Good tonight. Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Jonny B. Good |
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2. |
| 4:38 | ||||
Good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl
Can I go home with, can I go home with you I'll tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy too Gonna buy me an airplane, gonna buy me an airplane Gonna fly all over, gonna fly all over town, all over town, yes If I don't find my little schoolgirl, ain't gonna set my airplane down ah, yeah Good morning little schoolgirl, ah, I remember way back, I remember way back When I was twelve, baby when I was twelve years old You know I was looking for a schoolgirl just to, eat my jelly roll, yeah G, good morning little schoolgirl, good morning little schoolgirl Can I go home with, can I go home with you, ah, yeah Tell your mother and your father, I'm a little schoolboy, yes a schoolboy |
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3. |
| 4:45 | ||||
4. |
| 3:39 | ||||
When you gotta good friend
Let her stay right by your side When you gotta good friend Let her stay right by your side Give all your spare time to her And treat her right I'm as true to my baby And I can't see no reason why Lord, man, I can't see no reason why Every time I think about it I hang my head and cry Lord, I may be right or wrong Hey and I may be right or wrong Watch your close friends, baby Enemies can't do you no wrong There ain't but one thing, baby That makes me drink Say that you don't love me, Lord I begin to think Gotta good friend Let her stay right by your side God, give her all your spare time Love and treat her right Lord, Lord, down at the riverside Go on, go on down at the riverside No, you won't be my old lady Man, 'til I get satisfied You know I may be right or wrong Little girl, I may be right or wrong Watch your close friends, baby And your enemies can't do you no harm |
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5. |
| 5:15 | ||||
Man, be careful with a fool. you know, someday he may get smart
Man, be careful with a fool. you know, someday he may get smart He will treat you so cool and chilly, till he hurt you to your heart Yeah, you know Hate to remember, oh, what a fool I used to be, ha, ha! Man, I hate to remember how foolish I used to be The way I used to love you, baby, how bad it's gonna be You know, I used to cry 'bout you, baby, ha! You know, I'd-a walk the streets a-late at night Used to cry about ya, a-walk the streets, a-late at night If you love me just a little bit, baby, why in the world don't you treat me right? Ah, yeah Oh, yeah Yeah! Yeah! Ah! Yeah, baby! Uh, fin'lly over, baby, whoa, I believe this is the end, ah, ah, yeah, well! Fin'lly over, baby, oh, I believe this-a is the end, ah I want to tell you my baby, to forgive me for my sin |
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| 3:40 | ||||
Oh, oh, oh, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can Believin' and deceivin', it's drivin' me to grievin' now I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name I wanna hear, hear, hear Miss Ann, I wanna hear her call my name Because she keep callin' loud, she calls it so sweet and so plain Well, oh, oh, oh, Miss Ann, she's doin' something no-one can Yeah, yeah, yeah, Miss Ann, she's doin' something no-one can Believin' and deceivin', it's drivin' me to grievin' now Well, I told Miss Ann once, and I told Miss Ann twice Yes, I told Miss Ann once, and I told Miss Ann twice Boys, when I'm with Miss Ann, I'm livin' in paradise Oh, oh, oh, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can Yeah, yeah, yeah, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can Because believin' and deceivin', it's drivin' me to grievin' now If she thinks I'm gonna let her be free, how wrong can Miss Ann be If she thinks I'm gonna let her be free, how wrong can Miss Ann be I'm in love with Miss Ann, and that's the way it's gonna be Well, oh, oh, oh, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can Yeah, yeah, yeah, Miss Ann, you're doin' something no-one can But believin' and deceivin', it's drivin' me to grievin' now |
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| 3:31 | ||||
You know I hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too
Well! hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too You know wouldn't nobody let me do what I want to do You know I travel 'round in Georgia, I made the southern scene I traveled 'round in Georgia, I made the southern scene Just trying to find somebody, a friend who's deal was clean Use me for your fool, sign on the dotted line Don't ask questions, stupid, 'cause your southern can is mine Hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too, wouldn't nobody let me do what I want to do Ah baby, don't try jiving me no more Ah baby baby, don't try jiving no more 'Cause I'm hip to your jiving, down the road I go Listen to me people, try to understand, can't get good from evil, so do the best you can I want to tell you people, please try to understand, you know you can't get good from evil so do the best you can You know I hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too Yeah, hustled down in Texas, went to Chicago too, Wouldn't nobody let me do what I want to do |
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| 3:32 | ||||
9. |
| 3:50 | ||||
Rock me baby, rock me slow
Rock me rock like a bow Rock me baby, rock me all night long Want you to rock me, like my back ain't got no bone |
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| 4:45 | ||||
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| 3:19 | ||||
12. |
| 11:11 | ||||
Disc 2 | ||||||
1. |
| 6:47 | ||||
I got a girl named Bony Moronie
She's as skinny as a stick of macaroni Ought to see her rock and roll with her blue jeans on Not very fat, just skin and bone I love her and she loves me Oh how happy now we can be. Making love underneath the apple tree She's my one and only, she's my heart's desire She's a real upsetter, she's a real live wire Everybody turn when my baby walk by She's something to see, she really catches the eye I love her, she loves me Oh how happy now we can be Making love underneath the apple tree Told my mama and a papa too Just exactly what I wanna do Wanna get married on a night in June And boogie by the light of a silvery moon I love her, she loves me Oh how happy now we can be Makin' love underneath the apple tree Yeah, check this out She's my one and only, she's my heart's desire A real upsetter, she's a real live wire Everybody turn when my baby walk by She something to see, she really catches the eye I love her, she loves me Oh how happy now we can be Getting' it on underneath the apple tree Whooo, All right |
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2. |
| 6:17 | ||||
3. |
| 3:10 | ||||
4. |
| 3:41 | ||||
5. |
| 4:07 | ||||
I'm goin' out walkin',
walking down through the park I'm gonna walk in the moonlight, till the night gets dark I'm goin' out walkin', along the old avenue I'm gonna walk for so long, till she won't know what to do I'm goin' out walkin', walkin' down along the street I'm gonna walk her along beside me, that girl can't be beat Don't you bother my baby, no tellin' what she'll do The girl she may cut you, she may shoot you too |
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6. |
| 5:19 | ||||
7. |
| 3:26 | ||||
8. |
| 2:59 | ||||
Gonna give you 30 days to get back home
Gonna talk to the gypsy woman gonna tell her so She gonna put out a worldwide voodoo That'll be the very thing that'll suit you Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days Gonna talk to the judge in private early this morning He took me to the sherrif's office to sign a warrant Gonna put across something against you That'll be the very thing that'll send ya Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days 30 days (30 days) 30 days (30 days) Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days (30 days) Gonna put across something against you That'll be the very thing that'll send ya Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days If I don't get no satisfaction from the judge Gonna take it to the FBI & the local fuzz If they don't give me no compensation I'm gonna take it to the United Nations Gonna see you be back home in 30 days 30 days (30 days) 30 days (30 days) Gonna see that you be back home in 30 days (30 days) If they don't give me no compensation I'm gonna take it to the United Nations Gonna see you be back home in 30 days -- repeat last verse -- |
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9. |
| 5:03 | ||||
10. |
| 10:46 | ||||
Oh God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son"
Abe says, "Man, you must be putting me on" God say, "No". Abe say, "What?" God say, "You can do what you want Abe, but The next time you see me comin' you better run" Well Abe says, "Where do you want this killing done?" God says, "Out on Highway 61". Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose Welfare Department they wouldn't give him no clothes He asked poor Howard where can I go Howard said there's only one place I know Sam said tell me quick man I got to run Ol' Howard just pointed with his gun And said that way down on Highway 61. Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King I got forty red white and blue shoe strings And a thousand telephones that don't ring Do you know where I can get rid of these things And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son And he said yes I think it can be easily done Just take everything down to Highway 61. Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father that things weren't right My complexion she said is much too white He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you're right Let me tell the second mother this has been done But the second mother was with the seventh son And they were both out on Highway 61. Now the rovin' gambler he was very bored He was tryin' to create a next world war He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before But yes I think it can be very easily done We'll just put some bleachers out in the sun And have it on Highway 61. |