16 lyrics for "Back down to earth"
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
PlayDo you remember me? Guilt, she is the governess that guides me back to grief Who did you say you were? I didn't catch your name Falling down to earth Down from a higher plane Oh, it's been decades Say, what did you see? Oh, I've been so lonely
PlayThe final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back To earth, who can tell?
PlayGoing back to (find myself) (Find myself) Going back to, going back Zippin' up my boots Goin' back to my roots To the place of my birth Back down to earth Not talkin' about the roots in land I'm talking 'bout the roots in men
PlayGo 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
Play(Back down to earth, back down to earth) On our way back down to earth So it's up to you and it's up to me That we meet in the middle Down to earth, down to earth I never thought that it'd be easy 'Cause we both so distant now And the walls are closing
Play(Back down to earth, back down to earth) On our way back down to earth So it's up to you and it's up to me That we meet in the middle Down to earth, down to earth I never thought that it'd be easy 'Cause we both so distant now And the walls are closing
PlayI said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah 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 There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read
PlayI said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah 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 There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read
PlayGo 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
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