Way down in Louisiana down 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 named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like he's ringin'a bell Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track The engineers would see him sittin'in the shade Strummin'to the rhythm that the driver made When people passed him by they would stop and say Oh my that little country boy sure can play Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny B. Goode (Instrumental) Well his mama told him one day you will be a man You will be the leader of a big old band People gonna come from miles around To listen to your playin'till the sun goes down And one day maybe your name gonna be in lights Sayin'Johnny B Goode tonight Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny B. Goode