Buck Owens - Johnny B. Goode Lyrics
Deep down in Lousiana, close to New OrleansBack up in the woods among the evergreensThere stood an old cabin made of earth and woodWhere lived a country boy named Johnny B.Goode.Who'd never, ever learned to read or write, so wellBut he could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bellGo, go, go, Johnny go, go,Go Johnny go, go, go, Johnny go,Go, go, go, go, Johnny go,Go, go, Johnny B Goode.He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sackSit beside the tree by the railroad trackThe engineer would see him sittin' in the shadeListen to the rhythm that the drivers madeThe people comin' by they would stop and sayOh, my but that little country boy could playGo, go, go, Johnny go, go,go, Johnny go, go, go, Johnny go,Go, go, Johnny B Goode.--- Instrumental ---His mama told him someday you will be a manAnd you will be the leader of a big old bandMany people come from miles aroundTo hear you play your music till the sun goes downMaybe someday your name will be in lightsA sayin' Johnny B Goode tonightGo, go, go, Johnny go, go,go, Johnny go, go, go, Johnny go,Go, go, Johnny B Goode...
