Instruments [Guitar]
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb |
Instruments [Band]
| Eb | Eb | Bb | Bb || F | Eb | Bb | Bb |
Verse
| Bb | Bb |Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans, | Bb | Bb |Way back up in the woods among the evergreens, | Eb | Eb |There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood | Bb | Bb |Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode | F | F |Who never ever learned to read or write so well, | Bb | Bb |But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.
Hook
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb |Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go, Johnny, go!| Eb | Eb | Bb | Bb | Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go, Johnny, go! | F | F | Bb | Bb | Go! Johnny B. Goode
Verse 2
| Bb | Bb |He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack, | Bb | Bb |Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track. | Eb | Eb |Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,| Bb | Bb |Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made. | F | F |When people passed him by they would stop and say, | Bb | Bb |'oh, my but that little country boy could play'
Hook
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb |Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go, Johnny, go!| Eb | Eb | Bb | Bb | Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go, Johnny, go! | F | F | Bb | Bb | Go! Johnny B. Goode
Guitar Solo [x2]
| Bb | Eb | Bb | Bb || Eb | Eb | Bb | Bb || F | F | Bb | Bb |
Verse 3
| Bb | Bb |His mother told him, 'someday you will be a man, | Bb | Bb |You will be the leader of a big ol' band.| Eb | Eb |Many people comin' from miles around | Bb | Bb |Will hear you play your music when the sun go down.| F | F |Maybe someday your name'll be in lights, | Bb | Bb |Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight''
Hook
| Bb | Bb | Bb | Bb |Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go! Go, Johnny, go!| Eb | Eb | Bb | Bb | Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go, Johnny, go! | F | F | Bb | Bb | Go! Johnny B. Goode
