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 named Johnny B. Goode He never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar like a-ringing a bell / G7 - / / C7 - / G7 - / D7 C7 / G7 - / {Refrain} 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 And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track Old engineers would see him sitting in the shade Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made People passing by would stop and say Oh, my how that little country boy could play {Refrain} 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 you play your music when the sun go down Maybe some day your name'll be in lights Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight {Refrain}