Willkommen bei Carmen Nebel, 17.04.2014br br LYRICSbr br Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleansbr Way back up in the woods among the evergreensbr There stood a log cabin made of earth and woodbr Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goodebr Who never ever learned to read or write so wellbr But he'd play the guitar just like a ringing a bellbr br Go go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go go, Johnny B. Goodebr br He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sackbr Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad trackbr The engineerswould see him sitting in the shadebr Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers madebr People passing by they would stop and saybr Oh my that little country boy could playbr br Go go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go go, Johnny B. Goodebr br His mother told him "Someday you will be a manbr And you will be the leader of a big old bandbr Many people coming from miles aroundbr To hear you play your music when the sun go downbr Maybe someday your name will be in lightsbr Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight."br br Go go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go, go Johnny gobr Go go, go go, Johnny B.