Tom: A
Introdução:
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Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,
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Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
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There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
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Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
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Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
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But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.
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Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
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Go, Johnny, go! Go!
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Go, Johnny, go! Go!
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Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
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Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.