Karaoke Johnny B. Goode Cliff Richard

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'd play the guitar like a ringing a bell
Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
The engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my my, that little country boy could play
Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go
Johnny B. Goode
Go boy
Ooh, ooh ooh
My heart's ringing
Oh oh oh oh oh
His mother told him someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around to hear you play your music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights saying
Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go go go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go go go go
Johnny B. Goode
Don't go get it