Johnny B. Goode

Johnny B. Goode - Roch Voisine

Way down in Louisiana down in 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 name of Johnny B Goode

He never ever learned to read or write so well

He could play the guitar just like he's ringing a bell

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Go Johnny Go Go

Go Johnny Go Go

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Johnny B Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track

The engineers used to see him sitting in the shade

Strummin to the rhythm that the driver made

People passing you know they stop and say

Oh my that little country boy could play

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Go Johnny Go Go

Go Johnny Go Go

Go Johnny Go Go

Go Johnny Go Go

Johnny B Goode

Well his mama told him one day you will be a man

And you would be the leader of a big old band

And people gonna come from miles around

To listen to you play till sun go down

Maybe someday your name gonna be in lights

Saying Johnny B Goode tonight

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Go Johnny Go Go

Go Johnny Go Go

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Johnny B Goode