Medley (Johnny B. Good + Carol) Songtext
von Chuck Berry

Goodnight, sweetheart
It′s time to go
Goodnight, sweetheart
It's time to go
Hate to leave you, but I really must go
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight

Bye bye, baby, got to go
Time just won′t let us play no more
Hate to leave you, but I really must go
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight

Bye bye, baby, got to go
Time just won't let us play no more
Hate to leave you, but I really must go
Bye bye, sweetheart, bye bye


Down in 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 named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
Playing guitar just like a-ringin' a bell

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

Bye bye, baby, got to go
Time won′t let us play no more
Hate to leave you, but I really must go
Goodbye, so long, adieu

Down in 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 named Johnny B. Goode
(Who never ever learned to read or write so well)
(But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin′ a bell)


(Go, go)
(Go, Johnny go, go)
(Go, Johnny go, go)
(Go, Johnny go, go)
(Go, Johnny go, go)
(Johnny B. Goode)

His mother told him "Someday you will be a man
(And you will be the leader of a big old band)
(Many people coming from miles around)
(To hear you play your music when the sun go down)
(Maybe someday your name will be in lights)
(Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight")

(Go, go)
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Johnny B. Goode)

Goodnight, sweetheart
Time to go
Just can't stand here
Play no more
Don′t want to leave you
But I got to go
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight

Bye bye, baby, adieu
Au revoir, I got to go
Sure don't wanna leave you
But I must go
So long, bye bye, sweetheart

In the heat of the day down in mobile Alabama
Working on the railroad with the steel-driving hammer
I gotta get some money, buy some brand-new shoes
Tryin′ to find somebody to take away these blues
"She don't love me" hear them singing in the sun
Payday′s coming when my work is all done

Sure, no, baby
This time I'm going
Time has slipped up
On me now
I hate to leave you
But I got to go anyhow
Goodbye, sweetheart, goodbye
Goodbye, sweetheart

Goodbye, sweetheart

Up in the mornin' and out to school
The teacher is teachin′ the golden rule
(American history) and practical math
You studyin′ hard and hopin' to pass
Workin′ your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won't leave you alone

Ring, ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunch room′s ready to sell
You're lucky if you can find a seat
(You′re fortunate if you have time to eat)
(Back in the classroom, open your books)

So long, darling
I'm on my way
Time won't let us stay here
Hate to leave you, but I really must go
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight
One more
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight
One more
Goodnight, sweetheart, goodnight

Chuck Berry