Johnny B. Goode

Deep down in Lousiana close 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 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 Johnny go Johnny B Goode

[ fiddle ]

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

And sat beneath the tree by the railroad track

All engineers would see him sittin' in the shade

Strummin' through the rhythm that the drivers made

The people passin' by they would stop and say

Oh my how that little country boy can play

Go go go Johnny go...

[ mandolin ]

His mama told him someday you will be a man

You will be the leader of a big ol' band

Many people comin' from miles around

To hear you play your music till the sun goes down

Maybe someday your name will be at lights

Sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight

Go go go Johnny go...