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      Chorus:      Go, go, go Johnny go go   go Johnny go go   go Johnny go go   go Johnny go go   Johnny B. Goode      He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack   Or sit beneath the tree by the railroad track   Oh an engineer could see him sitting in the shade   Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made   People passing by they would stop and say   Oh my but that little country boy could play      Chorus      His mother told him "some day 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 till the sun go down   Maybe someday your name gonna be in lights   Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight'      Chorus