Johnny B Goode

Blair F. Pemberton

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JOHNNY B. GOODE
Chuck Berry

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans

Way back in the woods among the evergreens

Stood a log cabin made of American wood

Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode

Who never ever learnt to read and write so well

But he can play the guitar, just like ringin' a bell

CHORUS: So go, go Johnny go, go, Go Johnny, go go

Go Johnny, go go, Go Johnny, go go, Johnny B. Goode

Well he used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

He sat beneath a tree by the railroad track

The engineer would blow his whistle every day

Listenin' to the rhythm that the drivers made

And the people passin' by used to stop and say

Oh my that little country boy can play

REPEAT CHORUS

Well his momma told him, 'Someday you gonna be a man'

Said, 'You're gonna be the leader of a big ole band

Many people comin' from mile around

To hear you play your music when the sun goes down

Maybe someday your name will be in lights

Sayin' Johnny B. Goode and let's shake it tonight'

REPEAT CHORUS

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They cry in the dark so you can't see their tears
They hide in the light so you can't see their fears
Forgive and forget all the while
Love and pain become one in the same
In the eyes of a wounded child
"Hell is For Children"-Pat Benatar, Crimes of Passion
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John Hammond

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: JOHNNY B. GOODE
: Chuck Berry

: Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans

: Way back in the woods among the evergreens

: Stood a log cabin made of Earth and wood

: Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode

: He never ever learned to read and write so well

: But he could play the guitar, just like a-ringin' a bell

: CHORUS: So go, go Johnny go, go, go, Go Johnny, go, go, go

: Go Johnny, go, go, go, Go Johnny, go go, go, oh, Johnny B. Goode

: Well he would carry his guitar in a gunny sack

: And sit beneath the tree by the railroad track

: The engineer would blow his whistle every day

: Listenin' to the rhythm that the drivers made

: And the people passin' by used to stop and say

: Oh my how that little country boy can play

: REPEAT CHORUS

: Well his momma told him, 'Someday you will be a man'

: And you will be the leader of a big ole band

: Many people comin' from-a-miles around

: To hear you playing music till the sun goes down

: Maybe someday your name will be in lights

: Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight

Gordon Snapp

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In article <petey-12129...@news.one.net>, pe...@one.net (Blair F.
Pemberton) wrote:

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JOHNNY B. GOODE

By Chuck Berry

1. 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 name of Johnny B. Goode,
who never ever learned to read or write so well,
but he could play a guitar just like a ring in a bell.

Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
go....Johnny B. Goode.

2. He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack.
Go sit beneath the trees 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,
My, my, but that little country boy can play.

Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
go....Johnny B. Goode.

3. His mother 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 music till the sun go down."
She said, "Someday your name will be in lights,
sayin' Johnny B. Goode Tonight."

Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
Go, go Johnny go,
go....Johnny B. Goode.

Jay Bradley

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Blair F. Pemberton <pe...@one.net> wrote in article
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Here's the lyrics.

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Johnny B. Goode
By: Chuck Berry

Way down 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 name of Johnny B. Goode...
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.

(Chorus)
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johnny B. Goode

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play

(Chorus)

His mama told him someday he would be a man,
And he would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.

(Chorus)