Johnny B. Goode

Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin mad of earth and wood Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode He never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell [Chorus] 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 Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track The engineers would see him sitting in the shade Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made People passing by would they would stop and say Oh my but that little country boy can play [Chorus] Well his mama told him some day you will be a man You will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around Just to hear you play your music till the sun go down Maybe some day your name will be in lights Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight [Chorus]