Johnny B Goode Lyrics

Johnny B Goode lyrics

Deep down in Jamaica close to Mandeville 
Back up in the woods on top of a
hill 
There stood an old hut made of earth and wood 
Where lived a
country boy named Johnny B Goode 

He never learned to read and a write
so well 
But he could play his guitar like ringing a bell yell


CHORUS (we all know this) 

He used to carry his guitar in a
gunny sack 
Sitting in a tree in the railroad track 
Old engineer in the
train sitting in the shade 
Strummin' with the rhythm that them drivers made


People passing by would stop and say 
Oh my oh my what the boy can
play 

CHORUS 

Mama said son you gotta be a man 
You gotta be
the leader of a reggae band 
People coming in from miles around 
To hear
you play until the sun goes down 

Boy someday your name will be in the
lights 
Saying Johnny B Goode tonight