[Verse 1]
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Way down in Louisiana down to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
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There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
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Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
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Who never ever learned to read or write so well
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But he could play a guitar just like he’s ringin’ a bell
[Verse 2]
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He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
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The engineers would see him sittin’ in the shade
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Strummin’ to the rhythm that the driver made
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When people passed him by they would stop and say
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Oh my that little country boy sure can play
[Verse 3]
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Well his mama told him one day you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
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Many people coming from miles around
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To hear you play your music when the sun go down
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Maybe someday your name will be in lights
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Sayin’ Johnny B Goode tonight
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