Paroles de Johnny Be Good
[Originally by 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 name of Johnny 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 Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good
He use 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,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good
He use 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,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go Go
Go Johnny Go
Go Go
Johny be good
Maybe someday his name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
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