Johnny B Goode

Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth and wood There lived a country boy named, Johnny B. Goode He never learned to read and write so well But he could play his guitar like ringin' a bell, yell

I said go, go Johnny! Johnny be good tonight! Yeah ah I said go, go Johnny! Johnny B. Goode...

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Dee-oo-doo, dee-oo-doo Sitting in a tree in the railroad track Dee-oo-doo, dee-oo-doo Old engineer in the train sittin' in the shade Choo-chooooo Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made Dee-oo-doo, dee-oo-doo People passing by would stop and say: Dee-oo-doo, dee-oo-doo "Oh my, oh my, oh what a boy can play"

I said go, go Johnny! Johnny be good tonight! Said go, go Johnny! Johnny B. Goode...

Mama said: "Son, you gotta be a man Go, be a man You got to be the leader of a reggae band" Skengay skengay, skengay skengay People comin' in from miles around Dee-oo-doo, dee-oo-doo To hear you play until the sun goes down Dee-oo-doo, dee-oo-doo Boy, someday your name will be in the lights Dee-oo-doo, dee-oo-doo Sayin' "JOHNNY - JOHNNY B. GOODE TONITE"

I said go, go Johnny! Johnny be good tonight! Yeah ah Said go, go Johnny! Johnny you better be good

Said go, go Johnny! Johnny be good tonight! Play! Go Johnny! Johnny B. Goode... I said go go, go, go go Johnny! Johnny be good tonight!