Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens Stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Good Who never learned to read or write at all 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
** His mama told him "someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big
band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the
sun goes down Maybe someday you will be in lights saying Johnny B. Good"
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