(Chuck Berry)Deep down in Louisiana close to New OrleansWay back up in the woods among the evergreensStood a log cabin made of earth and woodWhere lived a country boy named Johnny B. GoodWho never learned to read or write at allBut he could play the guitar just like ringing a bellGo, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny, go goGo Johnny go, go, go Johnny go goJohnny B. GoodHis mama told him "someday you will be a manAnd you will be the leader of a big bandMany people coming from miles aroundTo hear your playing music when the sun goes downMaybe someday you will be in lights saying Johnny B. Good"
