[00:18.84]Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
[00:21.69]Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
[00:24.44]There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
[00:27.66]Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B  Goode
[00:30.31]He never ever learned to read or write so well
[00:33.26]But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell
[00:35.74]Go GoGo Johnny GoGo GoJohnny B  Goode
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[00:54.54]He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[00:57.35]And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
[00:59.98]Oh  the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
[01:03.22]Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
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[01:06.48]People passing by would stop and say
[01:08.77]Oh my that little country boy could play