Jimi Hendrix Johnny B. Goode (live) Lyrics

Johnny B. Goode (live) Lyrics

Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,

Way back up in the woods among
the evergreens

Livin' in a cottage made of earth and wood,

Lived a
country boy name of Johnny B. Goode

He never ever learned to read or
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
use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

And sit beneath the trees by the
railroad track.

Oh, strummin' his guitar in the gentle shade,

Playing to the music that the drivers made.

People passing by they'd
stop and say

Oh my 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 mama told
him “someday you will be a man,

”And you will be the leader of a big old
band.

”All kinds a people coming from miles around

”To hear ya play
ya guitar 'till the sun go down

”Maybe someday your name will be in
lights

”Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.”



Go, go

Go,
Johnny go , go

Go, Johnny go , go

Go, Johnny go , go

Go,
Johnny go , go

Johnny B. Goode