Friday, March 31, 2006
hello.
haha.i feel damn tired.helped out for the dance later.
PURE.
i carried like that canteen table up 3 levels.damn tiring.
now im at home gonna have dinner soon.
dunno if i will be going for PURE.
if it doesnt rain maybe.haha.
oh ya.li-en!sorry.i thought i linked you.like i tried linking it.last night and forgot to publish it.haha.so i will link you right after this post.hahha.
shit la.chuck berry is damn good.johnny b. goode!
haha.
talking to jun cai now.football manager.ahha.talking about nigel de jong and altintop.as right back.hahaha.
chuck berry-johnny b goode
Deep down in Lousiana, close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens.
There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B.Goode.
Who'd never, ever learned to read or write, so well
But 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, Johnny B Goode.
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
The people passin' by they would stop and say
Oh, my but that little country boy could play.
Go, go, go, Johnny go, go,
Go, Johnny go, go
Go, Johnny go, go
Go, Johnny B Goode.
His mother told him someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down.
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Aayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight.
Go, go, go, Johnny go,
Go, go, go, Johnny go,
Go, go, go, Johnny go
,Go, go, go, Johnny go,
Go, Johnny B Goode...
the comfort in your voice
