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 ever learned to read or write so well 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 old band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you name will be in lights saying Johnny B. Good tonight 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 old band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you name will be in lights saying Johnny B. Good tonight Go, go, go Johnny go, go go Johnny, go go Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go go Johnny B. Good