Deep down in Lousiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood an old 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 just like a ringin' a bell
Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go Johnny go Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sat beneath the tree by the railroad track
All engineers would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' through the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passin' by they would stop and say
Oh my how that little country boy can play
Go go go Johnny go...
His mama told him someday you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big ol' band
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music till the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name will be at lights
Sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight