1. Deep down in Louisianna
   Close to New Orleans
   Way back up in the woods
   Among the evergreens
   There stand a country cabin
   Made of clay and wood
   Where lives a young country boy
   Named Johnny B. Goode
   He never ever learned
   To read or write a book so well
   But he could play his guitar
   Just like a-ringing a bell
   
R: Go go, go Johnny go go go!
   Go Johnny go go go!
   Go Johnny go go go!
   Go Johnny go go go!
   Aah Johnny B. Goode!
   
2. He used to carry his guitar
   In a gunny sack
   Sit beneath the trees
   By the railroad track
   Oh sitting and a-playing
   In the shade
   Drumming to the rhythm
   That the drivers made
   People passing by
   Used to stop and say
   My oh my
   That country boy can play
   
R: Go go, go Johnny go go go...
   
3. Well his mama 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 you play your music
   Till the sun goes down
   Maybe some day
   Your name will be in light
   Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight!
   
R: Go go, go Johnny go go go...