George Thorogood - Johnny B. Goode lyrics

Deep down in Louisiana, back in New Orleans Way back up in the woods, among the evergreens Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a hillbilly boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned To read or write so well But he could rock n' roll like a bat out of hell 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 gunny sack He sit down by the tree by the railroad track The engineer could see him sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made People pa**ing by, they would stop and say My, that St. Louie boy can play Go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Johnny B. Goode His mother told him: Someday, you'll be a man You'll be the leader of a really cool band Many people coming from a-miles around To hear you get it on when the sun goes down Maybe, someday, your name will be in lights Saying: Johnny B. Goode Tonight Go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Go, Johnny, go, go Johnny B. Goode