[Lyric] Johnny B. Goode (Micky Dolenz)

Well, down in Louisiana, down in New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
There’s a fine log cabin made of earth and wood
There’s a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he can play guitar just like a-ringing a bell

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

He’d carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the trees-a by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him sittin’ in the shade
Strummin’ to the rhythm that the drivers made
Pеople passin’ by would stop and say
My my, how that little country boy can play
Go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
(Go, Johnny, go, go)
(Go, Johnny, go, go) Oh, Johnny, go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go
(Go, Johnny, go, go)
Oh, Johnny, Johnny B. Goode

Ooh ooh, go, Johnny, go
Ooh ooh, go, Johnny, go
Ooh ooh, go, Johnny, go
Ooh ooh, go, Johnny, go
Ooh ooh, go, Johnny, go
Ooh ooh

His mothеr said to Johnny, “You will be a man
You be the leader of a big old band
Whoa, many people comin’ from miles around
To hear you play that guitar when the sun goes down
Maybe your name is gonna in lights
Saying Johnny, Johnny, Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight”

Go, go
Ooh, go, Johnny, go, go
(Go, Johnny, go, go)
(Go, Johnny, go, go) Go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go
(Go, Johnny, go, go)
Oh, Johnny (Johnny), Johnny B. Goode
Oh go, Johnny
Oh go, Johnny
Oh go, Johnny
Oh go, Johnny, go, Johnny, go
(Go, Johnny, go, go) Go, Johnny
(Go, Johnny, go, go) Oh, Johnny, Johnny B. Goode