Lyrics:
beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by
Ruddy faces, muddy shoes
Light and noise and bees and boys
And daaaaays, oh!
I remember days or at least I try
But as years go by, they're a sort
Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah
And said, "Go, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode"
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sitting in a tree in
in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Back of my mind I thought she'd be
The one who'd spend forever in my arms
She said there's gotta be more to life
Johnny be good tonight!
Said go, go Johnny!
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath a tree in the railroad track
Old
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sat beneath the tree by
motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I
Well I realize I've been hypnotized
I love your gypsy eyes
I love your gypsy eyes
All right
Gypsy
Way up in my tree I'm sitting by my fire
act, milli vanilli gimmick
Cut you up in Dahmer pieces, true crime, history written
Forbidden, like the apple in the tree
Serpentines, 33's, witching
go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go Johnny go go Johnny be Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
He sit beneath the tree by the railroad
go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go Johnny go go Johnny be Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
He sit beneath the tree by the railroad
I had a silver penny
And an apricot tree
And I said to the sailor
On the white quay
Sailor O sailor
Will you bring me
If I give you my penny
The Christmas tree is decorated, all the shopping's done
Stockings line the fireplace one by one
All the presents look so pretty, tied with brightly
In 1492 you came upon these shores.
Seven hundred years, educated by the moors;
17th Century, genocide and the gun
Middle Passage blessed
tree by my knees
Sunshine through the shade
Nobody knows what it's all about
It's too much man - let it all hang out
Saw a man walking upside down
on my niggas we fucking it up
Yuh, I'm feeling pretty when I'm in the city
I'm flexin' like Diddy, A Milli Vanilli
I show em' no pity like fuck
I come running to the shelter of the hangin' tree
Down by where the creek runs dry
How many boys have hung above me
Leaving how many girls alone
the old birch tree
Oh mommy and daddy, look past the tears you cry
We're both up in Heaven now, God is by our side
As you lay us down to rest in
Walking through forests of palm tree apartments
Scoff at the monkeys who live in their dark tents
Down by the waterhole
Drunk every Friday
Eating
Maggie Creek Road
With a boy lookin' like that
He'll tell ya thangs that you wanna hear
And they'll be no turnin' back
There's an oak tree down by the lake
Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah
And said, "Go, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode"
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sitting in a tree in
in the shade of a cottonwood tree
Back of my mind I thought she'd be
The one who'd spend forever in my arms
She said there's gotta be more to life
beneath the tree
A dolly smiling back at me
But the thing I want the most
Then she whispered in his ear soft and low
She said
Christmas morning rolled
) collecting jewels that catch your eye
(Girls) don't let a soul mate pass you by
Boys in the girl's room
Girls in the men's room
You free your mind in
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