Way down in Lousianna 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 Who never ever learned To read or write so well He could play a guitar Just like he's ringin' 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 engineer could see him Sittin' in the shade Strummin' to the rhythm That the driver made People passin' by You know they'd stop and say "Oh my, that little country boy Sure can play" [repeat * *] Well his mama told him "One day you will be a man And you will be the leader Of a big old band People gonna come From miles around To listen to you playin' Till the sun goes down And one day maybe Your name gonna be in lights Sayin', `Johnny B. Goode Tonight'" Go [repeat * and fade]