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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