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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
There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
He could play his guitar just like a ringing a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go 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 with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B. Goode
His mama told him "Someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music till the sun goes down
Maybe someday you'll have your name in lights
Reading Johnny B. Goode tonight"
Go go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B. Goode