Johnny B. Goode
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| + | Johnny B Goode | ||
| + | Chuck Berry | ||
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| + | Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | Way back up in the woods among the evergreens, | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode | ||
| + | E | ||
| + | Who never ever learned to read or write so well, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell. | ||
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| + | CHORUS | ||
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| + | A | ||
| + | Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | Go, Johnny, go! Go! | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | Go, Johnny, go! Go! | ||
| + | A E | ||
| + | Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode | ||
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| + | A | ||
| + | He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track. | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made. | ||
| + | E | ||
| + | When people passed him by they would stop and say, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | 'oh, my but that little country boy could play' | ||
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| + | CHORUS | ||
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| + | A | ||
| + | His mother told him, 'someday you will be a man, | ||
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| + | You will be the leader of a big ol' band. | ||
| + | D | ||
| + | Many people comin' from miles around | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | Will hear you play your music when the sun go down. | ||
| + | E | ||
| + | Maybe someday your name'll be in lights, | ||
| + | A | ||
| + | Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight'' | ||
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| + | CHORUS | ||
| + | </pre> | ||
| + | [[Category:Chuck Berry]] | ||
Revision as of 22:47, 20 October 2017
Johnny B Goode
Chuck Berry
A
Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,
A
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
D
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
A
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
E
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
A
But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.
CHORUS
A
Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
D
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A E
Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode
A
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
A
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
D
Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,
A
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
E
When people passed him by they would stop and say,
A
'oh, my but that little country boy could play'
CHORUS
A
His mother told him, 'someday you will be a man,
A
You will be the leader of a big ol' band.
D
Many people comin' from miles around
A
Will hear you play your music when the sun go down.
E
Maybe someday your name'll be in lights,
A
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight''
CHORUS
