I have penned a new version of Johnny B. Goode.
I hope you all enjoy it.
I call it-----Johnny B. Goode:
Deep down in in your mind near the noodle lump
Way back up in the lobes of your memory dump
There stood old SnowyWoods made so soft yet so sinwey
Where lived an imaginary boy named Morty Foxworthy
Who'd never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play your mind just like a ringin' a bell
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Go! Morty in Woods
He used to carry his book o' poims in a funny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by BrownSugars shack
Her and Deb-O-Deb would see him him sittin' in the shade
Hummin' with the rhythm that his noodle made
NerdyTrailers passed him by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little Woodsy boy's gonna get killed some day
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Go! Morty in Woods
His mother told him someday you will be a man
And when you do I suggest you just better scram
Many TrueSwine comin' from miles around
To hear your poims ,throw rocks, call you names and plant you in the ground
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Sayin' "Morty in Woods better run away tonight"
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go Go!
Go! Morty Go!
Go! Go!
Go! Go! Morty in Woods
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