Johnny B. Goode (live at the Capitol Theatre, Port Chester, NY, 2
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Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Nestled in the pines among the evergreens
There is an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a-ringin' a bell
Go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, a-go
Hey, Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit up in the trees by the railroad track
Engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passin' by would stop and say
"Whoa, my, but that little country boy can play"
Go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, a-go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, a-go
Huh-wha, Johnny B. Goode
His papa told him, "Someday you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big ole band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Someday your name gonna be in lights
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight'"
Wha, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go-ho-ho
Hea, Johnny B. Goode