Way down in Louisiana down in New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode.
He never ever learned to read or write so well
He could play the guitar just like he's ringing a bell.

Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Johnny B Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
strummin to the rhythm that the driver made.
People passing you know they stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Johnny B Goode

Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Johnny B Goode

Well his mama told him one day you will be a man,
And you would be the leader of a big old band.
and people gonna come from miles around
To listen to you play till sun go down
Maybe someday your name gonna be in lights
Saying Johnny B Goode tonight.

Go Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Johnny B Goode

Go Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go Go
Go Johnny Go Go

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way 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
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell

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
Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
Go
Johnny B. Goode

His mother 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
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.

Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made 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 the guitar like ringing a bell.

Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good

His mama told him someday he would be a man,
And he would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.

(Chuck Berry)
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Good
Who never learned to read or write at all
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell

Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny, go go
Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go go
Johnny B. Good

His mama told him "someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear your playing music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday you will be in lights saying Johnny B. Good"