video1.0Network.huhttp://network.hu/Conway Twitty - Johnny B. Goodeapucsokahttp://network.hu/apucsoka<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=645533&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http://country.network.hu" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><embed src="http://country.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=645533&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http://country.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" /></object>424345156Well down in Lousiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods neath the evergreens There stands a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a little country boy named Johnny B Goode He never ever learned to read or write so well He could play a guitar just like a ringin' 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 Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade Strummin' through the rhythm that the drivers made The people passin' by they would stop and say My how that little country boy can play Go go go Johnny go go... [ guitar ] Well his mama told him someday you will be a man You will be the leader of a country band The people gonna come from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun goes down Maybe someday your name will be at lights sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight Yeah go go go Johnny go go... http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/6/4/5/_/645533_79420_2.jpg8060645533