[00:21.240]Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
[00:23.640]Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
[00:27.600]There stood an log cabin made of earth and wood
[00:29.500]Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
[00:32.170]Who never learned to read or write so well
[00:34.719]But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
[00:37.209]Go go
[00:39.109]Go Johnny go go
[00:41.639]Go Johnny go go
[00:44.559]Go Johnny go go go
[00:47.389]Go Johnny go go go
[00:51.149] Johnny B. Goode
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[01:11.529]His mother told him' someday you will be a man
[01:13.429]You will be the leader of a big old band
[01:16.79]Many people coming from miles around
[01:18.759]To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
[01:21.549]And maybe someday your name will be in lights
[01:24.149]Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
[01:26.119]Go go go
[01:28.819]Go Johnny go go
[01:31.349]Go Johnny go go
[01:33.909]Go Johnny go go go
[01:36.609]Go Johnny go go
[01:40.399] Johnny B. Goode
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