Deep [A]down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,
Way [A]back up in the woods among the evergreens,
There [D]stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where [A]lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who [E]never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could [A]play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.
Go! [A]Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [D]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
[E]Johnny B. Goode
He used to [A]carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Go sit be[A]neath the tree by the railroad track.
Old engi[D]neers would see him sittin' in the shade,
[A]Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
When [E]people passed him by they would stop and say,
'oh, my but that [A]little country boy could play'
Go! [A]Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [D]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
[E]Johnny B. Goode
Go! [A]Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [D]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
[E]Johnny B. Goode
His [A]mother told him, 'someday you will be a man,
[A]You will be the leader of a big ol' band.
Many [D]people comin' from miles around
Will [A]hear you play your music when the sun go down.
Maybe [E]someday your name'll be in lights,
Sayin' [A]'Johnny B. Goode tonight''
Go! [A]Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [D]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
Go, Johnny, [A]go! Go!
[E]Johnny B. Goode
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