Deep down in Lousiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood an old 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 Johnny B Goode [ fiddle ] He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack And sat beneath the tree by the railroad track All engineers would see him sittin' in the shade Strummin' through the rhythm that the drivers made The people passin' by they would stop and say Oh my how that little country boy can play Go go go Johnny go... [ mandolin ] His mama told him someday you will be a man You will be the leader of a big ol' band Many people comin' from miles around To hear you play your music till the sun goes down Maybe someday your name will be at lights Sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight Go go go Johnny go...