AC/DC Johnny B. Goode
Way down in Louisiana down to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode,
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
he could play a guitar just like he's ringin' a bell.
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Go Johnny Go Go (x4 or more)
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Oh sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
the engineers would see him sittin in the shade,
Strummin to the rhythm that the driver made,
people passin' by they would stop and say
'Oh my but that little country boy sure can play'
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