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Johnny B. Goode

Chuck Berry

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    S1:
    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 of 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.  
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    R1:
    Go Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Johnny B. Goode 
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    S2:
    He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack 
    Or 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. 
    The People passing by, they would stop and say 
    Oh my that little country boy could play  
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    R1:
    Go Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Johnny B. Goode 
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    M1:
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    S3:
    His mother told him someday you will be a man, 
    And you would 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. 
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    R2:
    Go Go, Go Johnny Go 
    Go Go Go Johnny Go 
    Go Go Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Go Go Johnny Go 
    Go, Johnny B. Goode 
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