Well deep down in Lou'siana colse 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' bell
Go!Go!Go Johnny GO!GO! Go!Go!Go Johnny GO!GO! 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 All engineer in the train 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!Go!Go Johnny GO!GO! Go!Go!Go Johnny 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 coming from miles around To hear you play your music till the sun goes down Maybe someday your name will be in light And sain' Johnny B.Goode tonight
Go!Go!Go Johnny GO!GO! Go!Go!Go Johnny GO!GO! Go!Go!Go Johnny GO!GO! Johnny B.Goode
