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...