Johnny B. Goode Songtext
von Alvin Lee

Way down Louisiana close to 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
He could play the guitar like ringing a bell


Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Johnny 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
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
"My my, how that little country boy could play"


Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johnny B. Goode