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Johnny B. Goode - John Skinner Band
Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way other 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 ringing a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Old engineer in the see sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
My my my my my my that little country boy could play
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear your music great to sun go down
Maybe oneday boy may will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go
Johnny B. Goode
