Johnny B. Goode(Live at the Fillmore East， NYC， NY - 1970) - Johnny Winter

Deep down in 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 name of Jonny B
Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell
Go
Go
Go Jonny Go
Go
Go Jonny Go Go
Go Jonny Go Go
Go Jonny Go Go
Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track
Oh
The engineers used to see him sitting in the shade
Struming with the rhythm that the drivers made
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go
Go
Go Jonny Go
Go
Go Jonny Go Go
Go Jonny Go Go
Go Jonny Go Go
Jonny B
Good
His mama told him someday he would be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Jonny B
Good tonight
Go Go Go Jonny Go
Go Go Go Go Jonny Go
Go Go Go Go Jonny Go
Go Go Go Go Jonny Go
Go Jonny B
Good