Tom Jones - Johnny B. Goode lyrics

Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell 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 Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made People pa**ing by they would stop and say Oh my that little country boy could 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