Johnny B. Goode

OK, guys, so this one's an oldie Well, it's an oldie where I come from OK, so this is a blues riff in b flat Watch me for the changes and yeah, try to keep up, OK Way 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 a guitar like he's ringing a bell Go, go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny B. Goode His mother told him, "Someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band", now Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun comes down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight" Go, go (go, go) Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go, go Go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny B. Goode Guess you guys aren't ready for that yet But your kids are gonna love it