{t:Johnny B. Goode}
{st:Chuck Berry (1958)}
{c:capo 1}
{c:strum: | d u D u d u D u | (wimpy strong and)}
{c:verse 1}
Deep [A]down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There [D]stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where [A]lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who [E7]never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could [A]play the guitar just like ringin' a bell
{soc}
Go! Go! Go, Johnny go! Go!
Go, Johnny go! [D]Go!
Go, Johnny, go! [A]Go!
Go, Johnny, go! [E7]Go!
Johnny B. [A]Goode
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
He used to [A]carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Or sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh an [D]engineer could see him sitting in the shade
[A]Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
[E7]People passing by they'd stop and say
Oh [A]my but that little country boy can play
{soc}
Go! Go! Go, Johnny go! Go!
Go, Johnny go! [D]Go!
Go, Johnny, go! [A]Go!
Go, Johnny, go! [E7]Go!
Johnny B. [A]Goode
{eoc}
{c:verse 3}
His [A]mother told him some day you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
[D]Many people coming from miles around
And [A]hear you play your music till the sun goes down
[E7]Maybe someday your name gonna be in light
Sayin' [A]Johnny B. Goode tonight
{soc}
Go! Go! Go, Johnny go! Go!
Go, Johnny go! [D]Go!
Go, Johnny, go! [A]Go!
Go, Johnny, go! [E7]Go!
Johnny B. [A]Goode
{eoc}
