JOHNY 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 or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' 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
Or sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh an engineer could see him sitting in the shade
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play

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His mother told him "some day you will be a man"
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
And hear you play your music till the sun go down
Maybe someday your name gonna be in lights
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight'

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