YEAH
DEEP DOWN
IN LOUISIANA
CLOSE TO NEW ORLEANS
WAY BACK UP
IN THE WOODS
AMONG THE EVERGREENS
THERE STOOD
AN OLD CABIN
MADE OF EARTH
AND WOOD
WHERE LIVED
A COUNTRY BOY NAMED
JOHNNY B. GOODE
THAT NEVER EVER
LEARNED TO READ
AND WRITE SO WELL
BUT HE COULD
PLAY A GUITAR
JUST LIKE
A-RINGING A BELL
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
HE USED TO
CARRY HIS GUITAR
IN A GUNNYSACK
GO SIT BENEATH A TREE
BY THE RAILROAD TRACK
OLD ENGINEER
SITTIN' IN THE SHADE
STRUMMIN'
WITH THE RHYTHM
THAT THE DRIVERS MADE
THE PEOPLE PASSIN' BY
WOULD STOP AND SAY
WOH MY BUT HOW THAT
LITTLE COUNTRY BOY
CAN PLAY
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
JOHNNY B. GOODE
GO JOHNNY
HIS MOTHER TOLD HIM
SOMEDAY
YOU WILL BE A MAN
AND YOU WILL BE
THE LEADER
OF A BIG OL' BAND
MANY PEOPLE
COMIN' FROM-A
MILES AROUND
TO HEAR YA
PLAY YOUR MUSIC
TILL THE SUN GOES DOWN
MAYBE SOMEDAY
YOUR NAME
WILL BE IN LIGHTS
SAYIN'
JOHNNY B. GOODE
TONIGHT TONIGHT
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
JOHNNY B. GOODE
GO GO
GO JOHNNY GO
JOHNNY B. GOODE
GO JOHNNY GO
JOHNNY B. GOODE
GO JOHNNY GO
JOHNNY B. GOODE
GO JOHNNY GO