Johnny B. Goode

[00:17.45] Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
[00:20.14] Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
[00:22.95] There stood a log cabin made of Earth and wood
[00:25.77] Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
[00:28.67] Who never ever learned to read or write so well
[00:31.34] But he could play the guitar just like a-ringing a bell
[00:34.07] Go, go
[00:35.97] Go, Johnny, go, go
[00:38.68] Go, Johnny, go, go
[00:41.43] Go, Johnny, go, go
[00:44.33] Go, Johnny, go, go
[00:48.18] Johnny B. Goode
[00:51.06] He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[00:54.32] Go sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
[00:56.87] Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
[00:59.82] Stroming with the rhythm that the drivers made
[01:02.76] People passing by, they would stop and say
[01:05.21] "Oh my, that little country boy could play"
[01:08.17] Go, go
[01:09.93] Go, Johnny, go, go
[01:12.76] Go, Johnny, go, go
[01:15.66] Go, Johnny, go, go
[01:18.61] Go, Johnny, go, go
[01:21.99] Johnny B. Goode
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[02:00.13] His mother told him someday he would be a man
[02:03.12] And you will be the leader of a big ol' band
[02:05.97] Many people coming from miles around
[02:08.82] To hear you play your music when the sun go down
[02:11.83] Maybe someday your name would be in lights
[02:14.24] Saying, "Johnny B. Goode tonight"
[02:16.64] Go, go
[02:17.69] Go, Johnny, go
[02:19.89] Go, go, go, Johnny, go
[02:22.49] Go, go, go, Johnny, go
[02:25.66] Go, go, go, Johnny, go
[02:29.16] Go
[02:31.53] Johnny B. Goode
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