A Asus4 A Deep down Louisiana close to New OrleansAsus4 A Way back up in the woods among the ever greensD There stood a log cabin made of earth and woodA Asus4 A Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. GoodeE E7* E Who never ever learned to read or write so wellA Asus4 A But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell A Go go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny goD Go Go Johnny goA Go Go Johnny goE E7 GoA Johnny B. Goode A Asus4 A He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sackAsus4 A Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad trackD Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shadeA Asus4 A Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers madeE E7 E People passing by they would stop and sayA Asus4 A Oh my that little country boy could play A Go go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny goD Go Go Johnny goA Go Go Johnny goE E7 GoA Johnny B. GoodeA Asus4 A His mother told him "Someday you will be a man,Asus4 A And you will be the leader of a big old band.D Many people coming from miles aroundA Asus4 A To hear you play your music when the sun go downE E7 E Maybe someday your name will be in lightsA Asus4 A Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight." A Go go Go Johnny go Go Go Johnny goD Go Go Johnny goA Go Go Johnny goE E7 GoA Johnny B. Goode
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