Johnny B. Goode Elton John

[Verse 1]
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell

[Chorus]
Go, go, go Johnny, go, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go, go
Go, go, Johnny B. Goode

[Verse 2]
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sat beneath the tree by the railroad track
An engineer could see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my, how that little country boy could play

[Chorus]
Go, go, go Johnny, go, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go, go
Go Johnny, go, go, go
Go, go, Johnny B. Goode