Johnny B Goode by Chuck Berry

Way down in Louisiana down in 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 name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like hes ringing 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 engineer could see him sitting in the shade
Strumming to the rhythm that the driver made
People passing you know would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy sure could play

Go, go, go Johnny go, go, Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go, Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B Goode

guitar solo

Go, go, go Johnny go, go, Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go, Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B Goode

Well his mama told him one day you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
People gonna come from miles around
To listen to you play until the sun goes down
And one day maybe your name gonna be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Good tonight

Go, go, go, go Johnny go, go, Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go, Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B Goode

Oh, go, go, go Johnny go, go, Go Johnny go go go
Go Johnny go go, Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B Goode