Strophe)
Deep down Lousiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the ever greens
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 ringing a bell
Refrain)
Go go, Go Johnny go, go go Johnny go
Go, Go Johnny go
Go, Go Johnny go
Go, Johnny B. Goode
Strophe)
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the raildoad track
Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Refrain)
Go go, Go Johnny go, go go Johnny go
Go, Go Johnny go
Go, Go Johnny go
Go, Johnny B. Goode
Strophe)
His mother told him, Someday 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 aour music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Refrain)
Go go, Go Johnny go, go go Johnny go
Go, Go Johnny go
Go, Go Johnny go
Go, Johnny B. Goode
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