Текст песни Johnny B. Good

Deep down in Louisianna

Close to New Orleans

Way back up in the woods

Among the evergreens

There stand a country cabin

Made of clay and wood

Where lives a young country boy

Named Johnny B. Goode

He never ever learned

To read or write a book so well

But he could play his guitar

Just like a-ringing a bell

Go go, go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Aah Johnny B. Goode!

He used to carry his guitar

In a gunny sack

Sit beneath the trees

By the railroad track

Oh sitting and a-playing

In the shade

Drumming to the rhythm

That the drivers made
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People passing by

Used to stop and say

My oh my

That country boy can play

Go go, go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Aah Johnny B. Goode!

Well his mama told him

Someday you will be a man

And you will be the leader

Of a big old band

Many people coming

From miles around

To hear you play your music

Till the sun goes down

Maybe some day

Your name will be in light

Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight!

Go go, go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Go Johnny go go go!

Aah Johnny B.Goode!