Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy name of Jonny B Goode He never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Johnny B Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track Oh the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade Struming with the rhythm that the drivers made People passing by would stop and say Oh my that little country boy could play Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Jonny B Good
His mama told him someday he would be a man And you wil be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun go down Maybe someday his name would be in lights Saying Jonny B Good tonight Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Go Jonny Go Go Go Go Jonny Go Jonny B Good
