OK, guys, so this one's an oldie
Well, it's an oldie where I come from
OK, so this is a blues riff in b flat
Watch me for the changes and yeah, try to keep up, OK
Way 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
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar like he's ringing a bell
Go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny 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", now
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun comes down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying "Johnny B. Goode tonight"
Go, go (go, go)
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
Guess you guys aren't ready for that yet
But your kids are gonna love it
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