Johnny B. Goode
Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin mad 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 a guitar just like a-ringing a bell
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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
The engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy can play
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Well his mama told him some day you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
Just to hear you play your music till the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
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