[00:17]Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
[00:20]Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
[00:23]There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
[00:25]Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
[00:28]He never ever learned to read or write so well,
[00:31]But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
[00:34]Go Go
[00:44]Go Johnny Go
[00:45]Go Go
[00:48]Johnny B. Goode
[00:51]He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[00:54]And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
[00:56]Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
[01:00]Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
[01:02]People passing by would stop and say
[01:05]Oh my that little country boy could play
[01:08]Go Go
[01:19]Go Johnny Go
[01:20]Go Go
[01:22]Johnny B. Goode
[02:00]His mama told him someday he would be a man,
[02:03]And he would be the leader of a big old band.
[02:06]Many people coming from miles around
[02:09]To hear him play his music when the sun go down
[02:12]Maybe someday his name would be in lights
[02:14]Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
[02:17]Go Go
[02:25]Go Johnny Go
[02:30]Go Go
[02:31]Johnny B. Goode
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Berry
[00:00.00] 作词 : Berry