Johnny B Goode

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 learned to read or write so well

But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell

Go, go, go Johnny 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

Or sit beneath the tree by the railroad track

Oh an engineer could 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 go

go Johnny go go

go Johnny go go

go Johnny go go

Johnny B. Goode

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

To hear you play your music till the sun go down

Maybe someday your name gonna be in lights

Sayin' '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