Lyrics:
and dim the lights
Cause we got love times love
It's always there for us to share
And girl it sure feels good to know
You're by my side
Cause we're just
return his soul had departed and gone to the roundup the cowpoke was dead
We beat the drum slowly we play the fife lowly we bitterly weep as we carry him
go 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
Go sit beneath the tree by
I'll make supper for myself
I'll watch the clock upon the shelf
I'll clean this broken house
Is your time better spent?
By giving such a small
the light
Because faith had told him right was might
If you need a friend He'll guide you
He'll be a friend to you
Well, you've heard of Samson, the strong
the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother
Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit up in the trees by
Bringing me down
I'm running aground
Blind in the light of the interstate cars
Passing me by
The buses and semis
Plunging like stones from
His arched neck was hidden by a thick, flowing mane
And they called him Patanio, the pride of the plains
The country was new and the settlers were
the sale
And Lucifer
The light, the light
They're long, so long this time of year
When stars be crossed by twirling fear
You don't suppose I'd prove
the sale
And Lucifer
The light, the light
They're long, so long this time of year
When stars be crossed by twirling fear
You don't suppose I'd prove
go go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go
Go, oh, Johnny B goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees
By
world we have one voice
Side by side we are not afraid
Because the train is coming to carry you home
Come dance with me
Come on and dance into the light
carry the torch we will lift up the flame
We will march through the darkness with the light of his name
Until the glory of God is seen by the world
We
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Go Johnny go, go, go!
Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny
Portland to Gainesville
From the great plains to Niagara
Route 66 straight to California
Electric lights carry the night
We move in 4/4 time
Our
you're gone
Give me the strength to carry on
Carry on
I thought i saw him walking by the side of the road
Maybe trying to find his way home
He's here but
sit beneath a tree by the railroad track
Oh the engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made,
Oh n'
bad
Praise Him when you're feeling sad
All praises to the power
Praise Him by the love you give
Praise Him by the way you live
Praise Him even when you
is gonna carry me home.
Now from city to city, it's four hundred miles
And I'm bound to wake up every once in a while
And it's then that I call out
vicious woman
Everyday before suppertime
She'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of Polk salad
And carry it home in a tote sack
Polk
Horses are creatures who worship the earth
They gallop on feet of ivory
Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth
The horses still run they are
Slumber killed by rays of the new red sun arising
Dreamer wakens to spectral gaze of light rays shining
Black steed carries him across the astral
There's a light in the house in the wood in the valley.
There's a thought in the head of the man.
Who carries his dreams like the coat slung on his
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