Johnny B. Good Songtext
von Chuck Berry

Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Good
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell

Go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Johnny B. Good


He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Strummin′ with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passing by, they would stop and say
"Oh my, what that little country boy could play"

Go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go, Johnny, go, go
Johnny B. Good

His mother told him, "Someday he would be a man
And you would 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
Maybe someday your name would be in lights"
Saying, "Johnny B. Good tonight"


Go, go, go, Johnny, go
Go, go, go, Johnny, go
Go, go, go, Johnny, go
Go, go, go, Johnny, go
Go
Johnny B. Good