Carpenters - Johnny B. Goode lyrics

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up on 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'd never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like a ringing a bell Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunnysack Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Old engineers in the train would see him sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made The people pa**ed him 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 some day you will be a man And he will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear him play your music when the sun goes down Maybe some day your name will be in lights Saying, "Johnny B. Goode tonight" Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, go, Johnny Go, go, Johnny B. Goode