Johnny B. Goode (feat. The Starlighters)

Way down in Louisiana, down in 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 name-a Johnny B. Goode

Who never, ever, learned to read or write so well

He could play the guitar just like he's ringin' a bell

Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Johnny B. Goode

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track

The engineers can see him sittin' in the shade

Strummin' to rhythm that the driver made

People passin' by, you know they stop and say

Oh my, that little country boy sure can play

Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Johnny B. Goode

Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go

Johnny B. Goode

Well his mama told him, "one day you will be a man

And you will be the leader of a big old band

People gonna come from miles around

To listen to you playin' till the sun goes down

And one day, maybe your name gonna be in the lights

Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight"

Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Johnny B. Goode

Oh, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go

Go, Johnny, go, go...