Album: John Denver
Way down in Lou'siana close to New Orleans,
Way back in the woods among the evergreens
there stood a log cabin made or 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 a guitar just like a ringin' bell
Go go go Johnny go, go go Johnny go,
Go go go Johnny go, Go go go Johnny go,
Go go Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
go sit beneath a tree by the railroad track
The engineers would see him sittin' in the shade
strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by they would stop and say
oh my but that little country boy can play
Go go go Johnny go, go go Johnny go,
Go go go Johnny go, Go go go Johnny go,
Go go Johnny B Goode
Well, his momma told him, "Some day you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band,
many people comin' from miles around
just to hear you play your music till the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name 'll be in lights,
sayin', 'Johnny B Goode tonight!!'"
Go go go go go Johnny go, Go go Johnny go,
Go go go Johnny go, Go go go Johnny go,
Go go Johnny B Goode
Go go go Johnny go, Go go go Johnny go,
Go go go Johnny go, Go go go Johnny go,
Go go go Johnny B Goode