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 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 like he's ringing a bell

Go, go

Go Johnny go, go

Go Johnny go, go

Go Johnny go, go

Go Johnny go, 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

Now many people coming from miles around

To hear you play your music when the sun comes down

Maybe someday your name will be in lights

Saying 'Johnny B. Goode Tonight'"

Go, go (Go, go)

Go Johnny, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Johnny B. Goode