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 name of Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell

Go go go Johnny go
Johnny B. Goode

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play

Go go go Johnny go
Johnny B. Goode

His mother told him someday you would be a man
And you would be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name would be in lights
Sayin Johnny B. Goode tonight


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