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Deep 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 the guitar
just like a ringin' a bell.
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Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go!
Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny
B. Goode
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He used to carry his guitar in a
gunny sack,
Go sit beneath the tree by the
railroad track.
Old engineers would see him
sittin' in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that
the drivers made.
When people passed him by they
would stop and say,
'oh, my but that little country
boy could play'
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Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go!
Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny
B. Goode
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His mother told him, 'someday
you will be a man,
You will be the leader of a big
ol' band.
Many people comin' from miles
around
Will hear you play your music
when the sun go down.
Maybe someday your name'll be in
lights,
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode
tonight''
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Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go!
Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny
B. Goode
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