Johnny B. Goode - 玫瑰木子弹 (Rosewood Bullet)
Deep down in Louisiana close the 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. Good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
He could play guitar just like ringing a bell
Go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Johnny be good
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Or sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh engineer she's saying sitting in the shade
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they'd stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy can play
Go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Johnny be good for
Johnny be good
His mother told him some day you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
And hear you play your music till the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name be in light
Saying Johnny be good tonight
Go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Johnny be good whoa say
Go go say I go Johnny go go say I
Go Johnny go go say I
Go Johnny go go say I
Go Johnny go go say I
Johnny be good