Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Deep down in Louisiana, Go, Johnny, go, go close to New Orleans Johnny B. Goode Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin His mother told him: Some made of earth and wood day you will be a man Where lived a country boy And you will be the leader of named Johnny B. Goode a big old band Who never ever learned to Many people comin' from read or write so well miles around But he could play a guitar To hear you play your music just like a-ringin' a bell 'till the Sun go down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Go, go Sayin': Johnny B. Goode Go, Johnny, go, go tonight Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, go Johnny B. Goode Go, Johnny, go Go, go, go, Johnny, go Go, go, go, Johnny, go He used to carry his guitar in Go, go, go, Johnny, go a gunny sack Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Go Oh, the engineers would see Johnny B. Goode him sittin' in the shade Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made People passin' by they would stop and say Oh my, but that little country boy can play