Thought it would be fun to do some remixes of this song...
The original:
Spoiler!
deep down in in Louisiana close to New Orleans
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 Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny 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 would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my, what that little country boy could play
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him someday he would be a man
And you would 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 your name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go, go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go, go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go, Johnny B. Goode
My Remix:
Deep down in Carney's point right in New Jersey
Way back up in the woods among the evergreen
There stood a hockey stick made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny Gaudreau
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play his stick like ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his stick in a hockey sack
And sit beneath the bridge by the railroad track
Oh, the Oiler fans would see him sitting in the shade
Humming boy I wonder what it would take in a trade
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my, that little New Jersey 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 mother told him to finish school and be my little man
And you'll be the leader of this big old clan
Many people coming from miles around
To watch you deke and dazzle when the sun come down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
saying Johnny be good tonight
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
Thought it would be fun to do some remixes of this song...
The original:
Spoiler!
deep down in in Louisiana close to New Orleans
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 Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny 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 would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my, what that little country boy could play
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him someday he would be a man
And you would 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 your name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go, go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go, go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go, Johnny B. Goode
My Remix:
Deep down in Carney's point right in New Jersey
Way back up in the woods among the evergreen
There stood a hockey stick made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny Gaudreau
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play his stick like ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his stick in a hockey sack
And sit beneath the bridge by the railroad track
Oh, the Oiler fans would see him sitting in the shade
Humming boy I wonder what it would take in a trade
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my, that little New Jersey 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 mother told him to finish school and be my little man
And you'll be the leader of this big old clan
Many people coming from miles around
To watch you deke and dazzle when the sun come down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
saying Johnny be good tonight
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
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