Johnny B. Goode Judas Priest

[Verse 1]
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods amongst the evergreens
There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
That never ever learned to read and 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, go)
Go, Johnny, go

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

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