Originally in Bb, I play in E capo 3
Intro
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| Deep | down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans |
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| Way b | ack up in the woods among the evergreens |
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| There | stood a log cabin made of earth and wood |
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| Where | lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode |
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| Who | never ever learned to read or write so well |
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| But he could | play a guitar just like a ringin’ a bell |
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| Go! | Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! |
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| Go, Johnny, go! G | o! Go, Johnny, go! |
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| Go! Go, Johnny, go! |
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| Go! Johnny B. G | oode |
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| He used to c | arry his guitar in a gunny sack |
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| Go s | it beneath the tree by the railroad track |
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| Old en | gineers would see him sittin’ in the shade |
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| S | trummin’ with the rhythm that the drivers made |
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| When | people passed him by they would stop and say |
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| Oh, m | y but that little country boy could play |
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| Go! | Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! |
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| Go, Johnny, go! G | o! Go, Johnny, go! |
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| Go! Go, Johnny, go! |
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| Go! Johnny B. G | oode |
Solo
Solo on verse chords, with hard stops
| E | E | A | E | B | E |
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| His m | other told him, someday you will be a man |
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| And | you will be the leader of a big ol’ band |
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| M | any people comin’ from miles around |
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| Will h | ear you play your music when the sun go down |
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| Mayb | e someday your name’ll be in lights |
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| Sayin’ Jo | hnny B. Goode tonight |
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| Go! | Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! |
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| Go, Johnny, go! G | o! Go, Johnny, go! |
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| Go! Go, Johnny, go! |
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| Go! Johnny B. G | oode |