[00:18.51]Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,
[00:21.48]way back up in the woods, among the evergreens.
[00:24.57]There stand a country cabin, made of tar and wood,
[00:27.92]where lives a country boy named Johnny B. Goode.
[00:30.87]He never learned to read or write a book so well.
[00:34.09]He could play his guitar just
[00:35.63]like a-ringing the bell.
[00:37.20]Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go
[00:42.08]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[00:44.40]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[00:47.33]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[00:50.63]aah - Johnny B. Goode
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[00:56.02]He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack.
[00:59.25]Sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
[01:02.60]Oh, sitting and a-playing in the shade,
[01:05.79]strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
[01:08.83]People passing by used to stop and say:
[01:12.12]"My, but how that country boy could play"
[01:15.23]Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go
[01:19.50]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[01:22.29]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[01:25.54]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[01:28.62]aah - Johnny B. Goode
[01:31.64]
[02:10.08]Well, his mama told him,
[02:12.36]"Someday, you will be a man,
[02:14.47]and you will be the leader of a big old band.
[02:17.58]Many people coming from miles around
[02:20.78]to hear you play your music till the sun goes down.
[02:23.89]Maybe someday, your name will be in lights
[02:27.19]saying: 'Johnny B. Goode tonight' "
[02:29.65]
[02:31.07]Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go
[02:34.33]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[02:37.31]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[02:40.50]Go, Johnny, go, go, go
[02:43.63]
[02:44.85]aah - Johnny B. Goode
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