Johnnie B. Goode

Now I know you wanna hear more
I know you do
Gonna take it out here
In grand tradition
But you gotta help us
Will you help us?
Alright
Gotta help us take it out of here
With the rock 'n' roll national anthem
Alright
Yeah, I feel like gettin' dirty tonight here

Are you with me?
Are you with me, St. Louis?
Then let's blow the roof off this mother tonight!
Alright!

Deep down in Louisiana, back in New Orleans
Way back among the woods among the evergreens
Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Lived a little boy named Johnnie B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
He could rock 'n' roll like a bat out of hell
Go!
We can't hear you!
Go Johnnie Go
Go
Johnnie B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
He sit down by the tree by the railroad track
The engineer he could see him
Sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm
That the drivers made
People passin' by they would stop and say
My but that St. Louis boy can play
Go!
Johnnie B. Goode

Well, his mother told him someday you'll be a man
You'll be the leader of a really cool band
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you get it on when the sun goes down
Maybe someday you're name will be in lights
Sayin' Johnnie be good tonight
Everybody
Come on, St. Louis
Oh, yeah
Johnnie B. Goode

I know you don't want me to leave
Go, Go Johnnie Go
Go, Go Johnnie Go
Go, Go Johnnie Go go go go go
Go Johnnie Go
Go
Johnnie B. Goode

Thank you, baby!