Johnny B. Goode Lyrics

	Lyrics：Chuck Berry Music：Chuck Berry
	Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
	Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
	There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
	Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
	Who never learned to read or write so well
	But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
	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
	He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
	Sat beneath the tree by the railroad track
	An engineer could see him sitting in the shade
	Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
	The People passing by, they would stop and say
	Oh my, how that little country boy could play
	His mother told him, someday you will be a man
	You will be the leader of a big old band
	Many people coming from miles around
	To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
	And maybe someday your name will be in lights
	Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight

	Lyrics: Chuck Berry Music: Chuck Berry
	Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
	Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
	There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
	Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
	Who never learned to read or write so well
	But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
	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
	He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
	Sat beneath the tree by the railroad track
	An engineer could see him sitting in the shade
	Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
	The People passing by, they would stop and say
	Oh my, how that little country boy could play
	His mother told him, someday you will be a man
	You will be the leader of a big old band
	Many people coming from miles around
	To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
	And maybe someday your name will be in lights
	Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight

	Lyrics: Chuck Berry Music: Chuck Berry
	Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
	Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
	There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
	Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
	Who never learned to read or write so well
	But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
	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
	He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
	Sat beneath the tree by the railroad track
	An engineer could see him sitting in the shade
	Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
	The People passing by, they would stop and say
	Oh my, how that little country boy could play
	His mother told him, someday you will be a man
	You will be the leader of a big old band
	Many people coming from miles around
	To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
	And maybe someday your name will be in lights
	Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight

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