He came from Louisiana, close to New Orleans
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Way back up in the woods up near the evergreens
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There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
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Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
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He never ever learned to read or write so well
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But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell
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Go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Johnny B. Goode
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He used to carry his guitar in a gunney sack
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And sit beneath the trees by the railroad tracks
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Engineers would see him sittin' in the shade
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Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
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And people passing by would stop and say
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My my but that little country boy can play
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Go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Go Johnny go go
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Johnny B. Goode
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Johnny B. Goode
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