Johnny B. Goode (live)
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๐ Lyrics
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 ringin' a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineer would see him sitting in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny 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.
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight."
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go
Johnny Go
Oh Go go
Johnny Go
Oh Go Go
Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
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 ringin' a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineer would see him sitting in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny Go
Go
Go Johnny 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.
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight."
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go Go
Johnny Go
Oh Go go
Johnny Go
Oh Go Go
Johnny Go
Go
Johnny B. Goode
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:13.85] Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
[00:24.52] Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
[00:27.16] There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
[00:30.50] Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
[00:33.39] Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
[00:36.45] But he could play a guitar just like ringin' a bell.
[00:38.78] Go Go
[00:40.99] Go Johnny Go
[00:42.35] Go
[00:44.04] Go Johnny Go
[00:45.34] Go
[00:46.94] Go Johnny Go
[00:48.24] Go
[00:49.98] Go Johnny Go
[00:51.24] Go
[00:52.71] Johnny B. Goode
[00:54.47] He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[00:59.92] Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
[01:03.02] Oh, the engineer would see him sitting in the shade,
[01:06.05] Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
[01:09.16] People passing by, they would stop and say
[01:12.07] Oh my but that little country boy could play
[01:14.89] Go Go
[01:16.78] Go Johnny Go
[01:18.03] Go
[01:19.72] Go Johnny Go
[01:21.18] Go
[01:22.78] Go Johnny Go
[01:24.20] Go
[01:25.80] Go Johnny Go
[01:27.16] Go
[01:28.73] Johnny B. Goode
[01:33.36] His mother told him, "Someday you will be a man,
[02:30.82] And you will be the leader of a big old band.
[02:33.75] Many people comin' from miles around
[02:36.75] To hear you play your music when the sun go down
[02:39.98] Maybe someday your name will be in lights
[02:42.77] Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight."
[02:45.46] Go Go
[02:47.47] Go Johnny Go
[02:48.86] Go Go Go
[02:50.42] Johnny Go
[02:52.01] Oh Go go
[02:54.85] Johnny Go
[02:57.84] Oh Go Go
[02:59.78] Johnny Go
[03:00.95] Go
[03:03.09] Johnny B. Goode
[03:12.12]
[00:24.52] Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
[00:27.16] There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
[00:30.50] Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
[00:33.39] Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
[00:36.45] But he could play a guitar just like ringin' a bell.
[00:38.78] Go Go
[00:40.99] Go Johnny Go
[00:42.35] Go
[00:44.04] Go Johnny Go
[00:45.34] Go
[00:46.94] Go Johnny Go
[00:48.24] Go
[00:49.98] Go Johnny Go
[00:51.24] Go
[00:52.71] Johnny B. Goode
[00:54.47] He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[00:59.92] Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
[01:03.02] Oh, the engineer would see him sitting in the shade,
[01:06.05] Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
[01:09.16] People passing by, they would stop and say
[01:12.07] Oh my but that little country boy could play
[01:14.89] Go Go
[01:16.78] Go Johnny Go
[01:18.03] Go
[01:19.72] Go Johnny Go
[01:21.18] Go
[01:22.78] Go Johnny Go
[01:24.20] Go
[01:25.80] Go Johnny Go
[01:27.16] Go
[01:28.73] Johnny B. Goode
[01:33.36] His mother told him, "Someday you will be a man,
[02:30.82] And you will be the leader of a big old band.
[02:33.75] Many people comin' from miles around
[02:36.75] To hear you play your music when the sun go down
[02:39.98] Maybe someday your name will be in lights
[02:42.77] Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight."
[02:45.46] Go Go
[02:47.47] Go Johnny Go
[02:48.86] Go Go Go
[02:50.42] Johnny Go
[02:52.01] Oh Go go
[02:54.85] Johnny Go
[02:57.84] Oh Go Go
[02:59.78] Johnny Go
[03:00.95] Go
[03:03.09] Johnny B. Goode
[03:12.12]