Johnny B. Goode - Live
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Way down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
Way 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
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a canvas sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
The engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
And hear him strumming when the drivers made
The people passing by would stop and say
Oh, my, but that little country boy could play
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him, one day you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe even be on TV, oh, Johnny, be good tonight
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, Johnny B. Goode