Johnny B. Goode

Rock and Roll!
Yeah!
Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
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
But he could play a guitar just like ringin' a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Yeah, Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineer would see him sitting in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy can play
Go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Oh, Johnny B. Goode
Go, Johnny B. Goode
Bye bye now
His mother told him, "Someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a rock and roll band
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your guitar when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Sayin' Johnny B. Goode"
Yeah yeah
Go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go go
Go! Go!
Johnny B. Goode
All right