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• Johnny B. Goode - Elton John
• Johnny B. Goode - The Beatles
• Johnny B. Goode - John Denver
• Johnny B. Goode - Beach Boys
• Johnny B. Goode - Conway Twitty
• Johnny B. Goode - Johnny Hallyday
• Johnny B. Goode - Buck Owens
• Johnny B. Goode - Jerry Lee Lewis
• Johnny B. Goode - NOFX
• Johnny B. Goode - Grateful Dead
• Johnny B. Goode - Dr. Feelgood
• Johnny B. Goode - Judas Priest
• Johnny B. Goode - Peter Tosh
• Johnny B. Goode - Johnny Rivers
• Johnny B. Goode - Roch Voisine
• Johnny B. Goode - Ten Years After
• Johnny B. Goode - Big Fat Snake
• Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry
• Johnny B. Goode - Donna Fargo
• Johnny B. Goode - Cidade Negra
• Johnny B. Goode - Chordettes
• Johnny B. Goode - Freddie & The Dreamers

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like 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
Go go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sat beneath the tree by the railroad track
An engineer could see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
The People passing by, they would stop and say
Oh my, how that little country boy could play
His mother told him, someday you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
And maybe someday your name will be in lights

Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods, among the evergreens
There stand a country cabin, made of tar and wood
Where lives a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never really learned to read or write a book so well
He could play his guitar just like a-ringing the bell
Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
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
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by used to stop and say
"My, but how that country boy could play"
Go, go, go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Johnny B. Goode
Ooh
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 soon, your name will be in the lights
"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
Johnny B. Goode

Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin mad of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin’ a bell
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineers would see him sittin’ in the shade
Strummin’ to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy can play
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny B. Goode
Well his mama told him some day you will be a man
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin’ from miles around
Just to hear you play your music till the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Sayin’ Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go, go, go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go
Go, go, go Johnny go
Go, go Johnny go

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

Well down in Lousiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods neath the evergreens
There stands a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a little country boy named Johnny B Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
He could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell
Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go Johnny go go Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' through the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passin' by they would stop and say
My how that little country boy can play
Go go go Johnny go go...
[ guitar ]
Well his mama told him someday you will be a man
You will be the leader of a country band
The people gonna come from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name will be at lights sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight
Yeah go go go Johnny go go...

J'étais avec une fille qui me plaisait bien
Mais j'ai du la quitter sans attendre demain
Malgré son amour elle ne me comprenait pas
Car elle était bien trop différente de moi
Elle n'a pas su comprendre
Pourquoi je l'ai quitté
Sitôt que je la vois
Elle ne sait que répéter
Go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny-sack.
And sit beneath the tree by the railroad-track.
Ol' engineers were sitting in the shade.
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country-boy can play
Go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go, Johnny B. Goode
Is mama told him some day he will be a man.
And he would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people comin' from miles around.
To hear him playing guitar 'till the sun goes down.
Maybe some day your name will be in the light
Saying Johnny b. Goode tonight
Go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go
Go, Johnny B. Goode

Deep down in Lousiana close to New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B.Goode
Who'd never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell
Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go go Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beside the tree by the railroad track
The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Listen to the rhythm that the drivers made
The people comin' by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go go Johnny B Goode
[ guitar ]
His mama told him someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people come from miles around
To hear you play your music till the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights a sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight

Deep down in Lousiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood an old 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
But he could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell
Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go Johnny go go Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
He sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passin' by they would stop and say
Oh my how that little country boy can play
Go go go Johnny go go...
[ guitar - piano ]
His mother told him someday you gonna be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comen from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights sayin' Johnny B Goode tonight

way down louisiana close 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 name of johnny b. goode... he never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. go go go johnny go go go johnny b. goode. he use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack and sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, playing to the rhythm that the drivers made. people passing by would stop and say oh my that little country boy could play his mama told him someday he would be a man, and he would be the leader of a big old band. many people coming from miles around to hear him play his music when the sun go down maybe someday his name would be in lights saying johnny b. goode tonight.

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back in the woods among the evergreens
There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode.
He never learned to read or write so well,
But he could play a guitar like ringin' a bell.
Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go;
go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny go, go; Go Johnny B. Goode.
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Go sit up in the trees by the railroad track.
The engineers seen him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passin' by would stop and say
";My my, but that little country boy can play!";
His mamma told him ";Someday you will be a man.";
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
Maybe someday your name will be in lights.

Deep down in Louisiana close 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 name of Johnny B. Goode...
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go Go... Go Johnny Go... Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Go Johnny Go Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[Well] sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play
Go Go... Go Johnny Go... Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Go Johnny Go Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Johnny B. Goode
[ SOLO ]
His mother 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 when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
Go Go... Go Johnny Go...

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods amongst the evergreens
There stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where loved a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
That never ever learned to read and write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing bell
Go go. Go Johnny go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Old engineer sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by would stop and say
"Oh my but how that little country boy could play"
Go go. Go Johnny go
Johnny B. Goode
His mother 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 sun goes down
Maybe some day you name will be in lights,
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go. Go Johnny go
Johnny B. Goode

[Verse 1:]
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
There lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode
He never learned to read and write so well
But he could play his guitar like ringing a bell yell
[Chorus:]
I said go! go Johnny!
Johnny B goode tonight! yeeah
I said go! go Johnny! Johnny B Goode
[Verse 2:]
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath a tree in the railroad track
Old engineer in the train sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my! oh my! all what the boy can play
[Chorus:]
I said go! go Johnny!
Johnny B Goode tonight! yeeeah
Said go! go Johnny! Johnny B Goode
[Verse 3:]
Mama said son you gotta be a man(go be a man)
You got to be the leader of a reggae band(reggae reggae reggae)
People coming in from miles around
To hear you play until the sun goes down
Boy someday your name will be in the light
Saying johnny! johnny! B goode tonight
[Outro:]
I said go! go Johnny!
Johnny B Goode tonight! yeeeah
Said go! go Johnny!
Johnny you better be good
I said go! go Johnny!
Johnny B goode tonight!
Go! go Johnny! Johnny B Goode
I said go go go go

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back in the woods among the evergreens
There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
Lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode
He never learned to read or write so well
But he could play guitar like a ring in a bell
Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go;
Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go,. go; go Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
The engineers seen him sitting in the shade
Strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
My my how that little country boy can play
Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go;
Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode
His mamma told him "Someday you will be a man."
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
Someday your name will be in lights
And Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go, go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go;

Way down Louisiana close 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 name of Johnny B. Goode...
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good
His mama told him someday he would be a man,
And he would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights

Deep down Louisiana close 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 name of Johnny B. Goode...
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
His mama told him someday he would be a man,
And he would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights

Deep down Louisiana close 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
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go Johnny go
Go Johnny go
Go Johnny go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineerswould see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go Johnny go
Go Johnny go
Go Johnny go
Johnny B. Goode
His mother 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 when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
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

Way down Louisiana close 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 name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Stroming to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my, that little country boy could play
Go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode
His mother told him someday he would be a man
And he would be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go, go go Johnny go
Go go Johnny go, go go Johnny go

(Chuck Berry)
Way down in Lousiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods neath the evergreens
Stood an old cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode.
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a ringin' a bell
Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go, go little Johnny go, I said go Johnny B Goode.
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineer catch him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' through the rhythm that the drivers made.
The people goin' by they'd stop and wave
Oh, that little country boy could play
Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go, go little Johnny go, I said go Johnny B Goode.
Now his mama told him someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big ole band
The people gonna come from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
Maybe someday your name will be at lights
Johnny B Goode tonight
Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go, go little Johnny go, I said go Johnny B Goode.
Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go, go
Go Johnny go, go, go little Johnny go, I said go Johnny B Goode.
Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go, go

Lá no meio da baixada um negro do Brasil
Olhando pela lage para o céu que se abriu
Vivia no barraco que seu pai lhe deu
Essa era a vida do Johnny be Goode
O que ele aprendeu, ele aprendeu com a vida
E tocava sua guitarra como ninguém
If you go, go Johnny
Johnny be Goode tonight, yeah!
If you go, go Johnny
Johnny be Goode
Carregava sua guitarra como um filho seu
Animava a multidão no balanço do trem
Até o maquinista se movia também
Ali todos sabiam que nascia um rei
If you go, go Johnny
Johnny be Goode tonight, yeah!
If you go, go Johnny
Johnny be Goode
Alguém disse que ele tem que ser um homem de bem
E tocar com seus amigos numa reggae band
Vem chegando gente de todo lugar
Prá ouvir ele tocar até o amanhecer
E lá na área o comentário era geral
Que o Johnny vai brilhar além do trilho do trem
If you go, go Johnny
Johnny be Goode tonight, yeah!
If you go, go Johnny
Johnny be Goode

Deep down in Louisiana, close 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,
But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.
Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go!
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
When people passed him by they would stop and say,
'Oh, my but that little country boy could play'
(Chorus)
(Guitar solo)
His mother told him, someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big ol' band.
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down.
Maybe someday your name'll be in lights,
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight''

Yeah, deep down in Louisiana
Close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods
Among the evergreens Oh, there stood an old 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
But he can play a guitar
Just like ringing a bell Tell em go
Yeah, let Johnny go
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny B. Goode He used to carry his
Guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the trees
By the railroad track And all the engineers would
See him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm
That the drivers made And all the people passing by
Would stop and say
Oh my, but that little
Country boy can play Go, go
Yeah, Johnny, go
Go, Johnny, go, yeah
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, go, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny B. Goode Lemme hear you play it Yes, his mother told him
Someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader
Of a big old band And many people come
From miles around
To hear you play your music
Till the sun go down Yeah, maybe someday
Your name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, oh, go, Johnny, go
Yeah, go, play that thing
Yeah, say it again
Go, go, Johnny, go