Johnny B. Goode

Way down in Lousiana close to New Orleans

Way back up in the woods neath the evergreens

Stood an old cabin made of earth and wood

Where lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode

He never ever learned to read or write so well

But he could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell

Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go

Go Johnny go go go little Johnny go I said go Johnny B Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track

The engineer catch him sittin' in the shade

Strummin' through the rhythm that the drivers made

The people goin' by they'd stop and wave

Oh that little country boy could play

Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go...

Now his mama told him someday you will be a man

And you will be the leader of a big ole band

The people gonna come from miles around

To hear you play your music when the sun goes down

Maybe someday your name will be at lights

Johnny B Goode tonight

Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go...

Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go...

Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go...