Letra de Johnny B. Goode

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; Go Johnny go, go; go Johnny go, go; go Johnny B. Goode