Grateful Dead - Johnny B. Goode lyrics

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back in the pines among the evergreens There in an old cabin made of earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read or write so well, But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track The engineers seen him sittin' in the shade Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made People pa**in' by would stop and say "My my, but that little country boy can play!" Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode His mamma told him "someday you will be a man" You will be the leader of a big old band Many people comin' from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun goes down Maybe someday your name will be in lights And Johnny B. Goode tonight Go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode Go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode