Johnny B Goode Lyrics

Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods, among the evergreens
There stand a country cabin, made of tar and wood
Where lives a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never really learned to read or write a book so well
He could play his guitar just like a-ringing the bell
Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh, sitting and a-playing in the shade
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by used to stop and say
My, but how that country boy could play
Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
Ooh
Well, his mama 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 soon, your name will be in the lights
Saying, '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, go
Johnny B. Goode

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