Mark Campbell - Johnny B. Goode lyrics

Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods, among the evergreens Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never learned to read or write, at all But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell [Chorus] Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go, Johnny, go go Go, Johnny, go, go, go, Johnny, go go Johnny B. Goode His mama told him, "Someday, you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you will be in lights, saying: Johnny B. Goode" [Solo]