When he was eight years old Johnny's daddy was taking him fishin' Little girl came through the front gate Holdin' a fishin' pole His dad looked down and smiled He said, "We can't leave her behind" "Son, I know you don't want her to go But someday you'll

You say you're lookin' for someone But it ain't me babe No, no, no, it ain't me babe It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe I'm not the one you want, babe Go away from my window Leave at your own chosen speed I'm not the one you need Who's never weak but

So I'm movin' on That big eight-wheeler rollin' down the track Means your true-lovin' daddy ain't comin' back I'm movin' on, I'll soon be gone You were flyin' too high, for my little old sky That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the

Yeah, she's closer to the bottom but she's headed for the top. She's got a dream to be a star dressed in black like Johnny Cash, She likes to play, she loves to rock! With a pink guitar. She saw it in the window, just a callin' out her name. She mowed

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store There's a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue How those eyes could flash at you (how

I'm just going over home I'm just going over Jordan I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world below There is no sickness, no toil, nor danger In that bright land to which I go I'm going there to see my Father And all my loved ones

You better let somebody love you, Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now. Oh, you're a hard one, But I know that you've got your reasons. These things that are pleasin' you, Can hurt you somehow. Don't

We'll meet again Don't know where That as you saw me go I was singing this song Keep smilin' through

Stripes around my shoulders I got stripes, I got chains, Chains around my feet I got stripes, And them chains, them chains, They're about to drag me down On a Monday, On a Tuesday,