Peter Tosh ☆ Johnny B Goods

Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville
Back up in the woods, on top of a hill
There stood an old hut made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read or write so well

But he could play his guitar like ringin’ a bell yell

Said go, go Johnny!
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 engineer in the train sittin’ in the shade
Strummin’ with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say:
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Peter Tosh - Johnny B. Goode (long version)

PETER TOSH JOHNNY B GOODE {LIVE AT THE GREEK THEATRE 1983}

Peter Tosh - Johnny B. Goode (HD)

Johnny Be Goode - Peter Tosh (Lyrics)