Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Good Who never learned to read or write at all But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell Go, go go Johnny go go go Johnny, go go Go Johnny go go go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Good <♪> His mama told him someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you will be in lights saying Johnny B. Good Go, go go Johnny go go go Johnny, go go Go Johnny go go go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Good