Lyrics:
friends just what Johnny did
If they don't tell you that you're crazy baby
Lord, they're as messed up as you is!
(Let me play my guitar people!)
(Let
Play the guitar
Play it again
My Johnny
Maybe you're cold
But you're so warm inside
I was always a fool
For my Johnny
For the one they call
lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go
a country boy named Johnny be good
who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
(Chorus)
Go Go
Go
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Lowell George (guitar, vocals)
Roy Estrada (bass)
Don Preston (keyboards)
Buzz Gardner (trumpet)
Ian Underwood
beautiful people there to love and cheer
Some of the greatest guitar playin' in the western hemisphere
Got the Who, the Band from across the north border
Gather 'round, cats, and I'll tell you a story
About how to become an All American Boy
Buy you a guitar and put it in tune
You'll be rockin'
In a dark horse town, in the middle of the west
Where Friday takes so long to arrive
Johnny wakes up dreaming and turns on the radio
The he
Combined versions from Norman Blake and Doc Watson
A group of jolly cowboys discussing plans at ease
Said one I'll tell you something, boys, if you
night revival
Someone call the women and someone steal the Bible
For the sake of my survival (it's all you)
(Baptize me in a bottle of Beam, put Johnny
I was eighteen I went to Hollywood
I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode
Got my guitar painted as the California sun
A red Caddilac having too
Where you been Johnny?
What you been doin'?
I'm just fiddlin' round
I played this guitar till my folks were sick of it
They won't never get
Where you been Johnny?
What you been doin'?
I'm just fiddlin' round
I played this guitar till my folks were sick of it
They won't never get
guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou
Steel it Jeff
Hey Johnny, why don't you fiddle a round
Thibodeaux,
ooh ooh
Spotlight magnetic razor rhythm laser love
Guitar, drums, load up, stun
Ah ah, ooh ooh
Jet Black, Johnny be, Jean Genie, Killer Queen
a country boy name of Johnny 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 Johnny
Out on the lonesome highway, a suitcase and an old guitar
I'm just outside of panama city in a place called johnny's roadside bar
Havin' fun I'm
Well, she drew out all her
Money from the Southern Trust
And put her little boy on the Greyhound bus
Leaving Memphis with a guitar in his hand
With
headed for the top
She's got a dream to be a star
Dressed in black like Johnny Cash
With a pink guitar
No, she didn't go to college
She just up and hit
Play the guitar, play it again, my Johnny
Maybe you're cold but you're so warm inside
I was always a fool for my Johnny
For the one they call Johnny
Berry singing "Go Johnny go go"
Got an autographed picture of Elvis on the shelf
So tell me, boy, what you got to say for yourself?
I let the guitar do
Pop Goes The World
Men Without Hats
Johnny played guitar, Jenny played bass.
Name of the band is The Human Race.
Everybody tell me have you
Play the guitar, play it again, my Johnny
Maybe you're cold but you're so warm inside
I was always a fool for my Johnny
For the one they call Johnny
magnetic razor rhythm laser love
Guitar, drums, load up, stun
Ah ah, ooh ooh
Jet Black, Johnny be, Jean Genie, Killer Queen
Dizzy Lizzy, Major Tom
So
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