1. Verse  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 named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell  [bad word] Go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Johnny B. Goode 
2. Verse  He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Old engineers would see him sitting in the shade [bad word] with the rhythm that the drivers made
When people passed him by, they would stop and say:
"Oh my, but that little country boy could play."  [bad word] Go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Johnny B. Goode 
Solo 
3. Verse  His mother told him: "Someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big ol' band.
Many [bad word] from miles around
Will hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe some day your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight."  [bad word] Go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go!
Go, go, go, Johnny, go!
Go, go, go, Johnny, go!
Go, go, go, Johnny, go!
Go!