Berry, Chuck - Johnny B. Goode

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 AND WRITE SO WELL

BUT HE COULD PLAY A GUITAR JUST LIKE 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 A TREE BY THE RAILROAD TRACK

OLD ENGINEER WOULD SEE HIM SITTIN IN THE SHADE

STRUMMIN WITH THE RHYTHM THAT THE DRIVERS MADE

WELL PEOPLE PASSING BY THEY WOULD STOP AND SAY

OH MAN BUT THAT LITTLE COUNTRY BOY CAN PLAY

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GUITAR

HIS MOTHER TOLD HIM SOMEDAY YOU WILL BE A MAN

AND YOU WILL BE THE LEADER OF A BIG OLD BAND

MANY PEOPLE COMIN 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

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