Johnny B. Good Songtext

von Bill Haley

Deep down in 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 he's ringin' a

Bell

Go, go; go, Johnny, go
Go; Johnny, go, go, go
Go; go, Johnny, go
Go; Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny B. Good

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
When people passed him by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy sure could play

Go, go; go, Johnny, go
Go; Johnny, go, go, go
Go; Johnny, go, go
Go; Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny B. Good

Go, go; go, Johnny, go
Go; Johnny, go, go, go
Go; go, Johnny, go
Go; Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny B. Good

His mother told him, someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big ol' band
People come and go from miles around
Will hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight

Go, go; go, go Johnny, go
Go, go; go, Johnny, go
Go, go; go, Johnny, go
Go, go; go, Johnny, go
Go, Johnny B. Good