Karaoké Johnny B. Goode Johnny Winter

Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans

Way back up in the woods among the evergreen

There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode

Who never ever learned to read or write so well but he could play a guitar just like ringin' a bell

Go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, 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

Oh sit beneath the trees

Linger in the shade

Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made

People passin' by they would stop and say

Oh my but that little country boy can play

Go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go

Oh Johnny B. Goode

Oh come on Johnny do it

Now

Now

Now look out man

His mother told him

Someday you will be a man and you will be the leader of a rock and roll band

Oh many people comin' from miles around

Hear him play his guitar when the sun goes down

Maybe someday your name will be in lights

Sayin' Johnny B. Goode tonight

Go, go

Go Johnny, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go Johnny, go, go, go

Go, go

Johnny B. Goode