A
Deep down in Louisiana across the New Orleans
                                                                      A7
Way back up in the wood were mondays ever are green
       D
The work a lone kanon making hurds of wood
           A
There were a country boy named Johnny B Good
      E
He never ever learn to read or write so well
       A
But he can play his gitar just like  ring up a bell
 

A                                            A7                   D                               A
Go go, go Johnny go go  -  Go Johnny go go  - Go Johnny go go
                         E                         A                  E
Go Johnny go go  -  Johnny B. Good 
 

      A
He use to carry his gitar in a gunni set
                                                          A7
Way back up in the woods, by the rail road track
D
Enganeer blow his wistle every day
      A
My hallows country people look this way
        E
You never ever seen, sutch a sak
A
Johnny B Good tonight
 

A                                           
Go go, go Johnny go go………………
 

A
His mama told him someday you willl be a man
                                                    A7
And you will be the leader of a bigger band
D
All kind of people coming miles around
A
See you play your gitar when the sun go down
E
Mabe someday your name will be in lights
              A
Saying Johnny B Good tonight
 

A                                           
Go go, go Johnny go go………………