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Deep down in Louisianna close to New Orleans way back up in the woods among the evergreens there stood a long cabin made of earth and wood where lived a countryboy named Johnny B. Goode who never ever learned to read and write so well but he could play the guitar just like 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 gunny sack or sit beneath a tree by the railroad track oh the engineers would see him sitting in the shade strumming with the rhythm that the drives made the people passing by they would stop and say oh my what 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: Someday you will be a man and you will be the leader of a big old band many people coming from miles around to hear you play your music when the sun go down maybe someday your name will be in lights saying Johnny B. Goode tonight Go go go Johnny go go go go Johnny go go go go Johnny go go go go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Aus Songtexte Mania