[00:00.00]Johnny B. Goode - Johnny Winter [00:19.20]Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans [00:21.69]Way back up in the woods among the evergreens [00:24.38]There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood [00:27.37]Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B Goode [00:30.18]He never ever learned to read or write so well [00:32.81]But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell [00:35.74]Go Go [00:36.30]Go Johnny Go [00:38.67]Go Go [00:39.10]Johnny B Goode [00:53.46]He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack [00:56.58]And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track [00:59.14]Oh the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade [01:02.69]Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made [01:05.44]People passing by would stop and say [01:07.43]Oh my that little country boy could play [01:09.74]Go Johnny Go Go Go [01:47.36]His mama told him someday he would be a man [02:07.03]And he would be the leader of a big old band [02:09.72]Many people coming from miles around [02:12.90]To hear him play his music when the sun go down [02:16.01]Maybe someday his name would be in lights [02:18.45]Saying Johnny B Goode tonight [02:21.43]Go Johnny Go Go Go