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[ar:Chuck Berry]
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[00:17.79]Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
[00:20.45]Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
[00:23.13]There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
[00:26.01]Where lived a country boy
[00:27.25]By named Johnny B Goode
[00:28.81]Who never ever learned to read or write so well
[00:31.37]But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
[00:33.94]Go Go Go Johnny Go Go
[00:37.97]Go Johnny Go Go
[00:41.59]Go Johnny Go Go
[00:44.15]Go Johnny Go Go
[00:48.33]Johnny B Goode
[00:51.32]He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
[00:54.38]And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
[00:56.88]Oh the engineers saw him sitting in the shade
[00:59.87]Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made
[01:02.81]People passing by would stop and say
[01:05.42]Oh my that little country boy could play
[01:08.30]Go Go Go Johnny Go Go
[01:12.85]Go Johnny Go Go
[01:15.72]Go Johnny Go Go
[01:18.47]Go Johnny Go Go
[01:21.84]Johnny B Goode
[02:00.36]His mother told him someday you would be a man
[02:03.04]And you would be the leader of a big old band
[02:05.85]Many people coming from miles around
[02:08.60]To hear you play your music 'til the sun go down
[02:11.53]Maybe someday your name would be in lights
[02:14.28]Saying Johnny B Good tonight
[02:16.46]Go Go Go Johnny Go
[02:18.96]Go Go Go Johnny Go
[02:22.51]Go Go Go Johnny Go
[02:25.45]Go Go Go Johnny Go
[02:28.72]Go Johnny B Goode