Deep down in Lousiana, close to New Orleans 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. Who'd never, ever learned to read or write, so well But he could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell Go, go, go, Johnny go, go, Go Johnny go, go, go, Johnny go, Go, go, go, go, Johnny go, Go, go, Johnny B Goode. He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Sit beside the tree by the railroad track The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade Listen to the rhythm that the drivers made The people comin' by they would stop and say Oh, my but that little country boy could play Go, go, go, Johnny go, go, Go, Johnny go, go, go, Johnny go, Go, go, Johnny B Goode. --- Instrumental --- His mama told him someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people come from miles around To hear you play your music till the sun goes down Maybe someday your name will be in lights A sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight Go, go, go, Johnny go, go, Go, Johnny go, go, go, Johnny go, Go, go, Johnny B Goode...