Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Way back up in the woods amongst the evergreens There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell That never ever learned to read and write so well Go go. Go Johhny go
Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Old engineer sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by would stop an say
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Johnny B. Goode łOh my but how that little country boy could play˛ Go go. Go Johnny go Many people coming from miles around And you will be the leader of a big old band
His mother told him someday you will be a man Johnny B. Goode tonight To hear you play your music till the sun goes down Maybe some day your name will be in lights, saying Go go. Go Johnny go
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