Johnny B. Goode - Buck Owens/Susan Raye
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'd 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 go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Listening to the rhythm that the drivers made
People coming by they would stop and wait
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny B Goode
Alright go
His mum told him someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your guita when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Aayin' Johnny B Goode tonight
Go go go go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go
Go go go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny B Goode
