Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log 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
Man he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell
Go, go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my how that little country boy could play
Go, go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Johnny B. Goode
His momma told him "Someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
For Johnny B. Goode Tonight'"
Go, go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go, go, go, go, go
Go, go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go Johnny go, I said go
Go, Johnny B. Goode