Blues Traveler - Johnny B. Goode Lyrics
Original performer: chuck berryWay down in louisiana close to new orleansWay back up in the woods among the evergreensThere stood a log cabin made of earth and woodWhere lived a country boy name of johnny b. goodeHe never ever learned to read or write so wellBut he could play the guitar like ringing a bellGo goGo johnny go, goGo johnny go, goGo johnny go, goJohnny b. goodeHe use to carry his guitar in a gunny sackAnd sit beneath the trees by the railroad trackOh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shadePlaying to the rhythm that the drivers madePeople passing by would stop and say"oh my, but that little country boy can play"Go goGo johnny go, goGo johnny go, goGo johnny go, goJohnny b. goodeHis mama told him someday he would be a manAnd he would be the leader of a big old bandMany people coming from miles aroundTo hear him play his music til the sun go downMaybe someday his name would be in lightsSaying johnny b. goode tonightGo goGo johnny go, goGo johnny go, goGo johnny go, goJohnny b. goode
