[02:37.00]Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
[02:37.00]Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
[02:37.00]There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
[02:37.00]Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
[02:37.00]Who never ever learned to read or write so well
[02:37.00]But he could play a guitar just like a ringing a bell
[02:37.00]Go go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Johnny B. Goode!
[02:37.00]He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[02:37.00]Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
[02:37.00]Oh, the engineer would see him sitting in the shade
[02:37.00]Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
[02:37.00]The people passing by, they would stop and say
[02:37.00]Oh my, but that little country boy could play
[02:37.00]Go go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go!
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Johnny B. Goode!
[02:37.00]His mother told him "Someday you will be a man,
[02:37.00]And you will be the leader of a big ol' band
[02:37.00]Many people coming from miles around
[02:37.00]To hear you play your music when the sun go down
[02:37.00]Maybe someday your name'll be in lights
[02:37.00]Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight"
[02:37.00]Go go
[02:37.00]Go Johnny go
[02:37.00]Go go go Johnny go
[02:37.00]Go go go Johnny go
[02:37.00]Go go go Johnny go
[02:37.00]Go
[02:37.00]Johnny B. Goode