Johnny B. Goode (Live At Panther Hall, Fort Worth, TX/1966)

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 go Johnny B Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

He sit beneath the tree by the railroad track

The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade

Strummin' with 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 go

His mother told him someday you gonna be a man

And you will be the leader of a big old band

Many people comen from miles around

To hear you play your music when the sun goes down

Maybe someday your name will be in lights sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight

Go go go Johnny go go