A7
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
A7
Way back in the woods among the evergreens
      D7
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
      A7
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode.
   E7
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
             A7
But he could play the guitar like ringin' a bell.

   A7
Go go, go Johnny go,
A7
Go, go Johnny go,
D7
Go, go Johnny go,
A7
Go, go Johnny go,
E7               A7             E7
Go, go Johnny B. Goode.

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Go sit up in the trees along the railroad track.
The engineers'd see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passin' by would stop and say
"Oh my, but that little country boy can play!"

His mamma told him "Someday you will be a man."
You will be the leader of a big old band
Many people comin' from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.
Maybe someday your name will be in lights.
Sayin' "Johnny B. Goode tonight"


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Intro
(^) Slide Up  (') Slide Down  (h) Hammer On  (p) Pull Off  (b) Bend

E------------5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5--------------------------------
B------5--5--5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-8-7-5--------------------------
G--5^6-----------------------------5-6----------------------
D--------------------------------------7--------------------
A-----------------------------------------------------------
E-----------------------------------------------------------

E-----------------------------------------------------------
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Chuck Berry - Johny Be Good


(this is the second guitar) 

           Bb                          Eb                        F
e--------------------------|------------------------|-------------------------|
B--------------------------|------------------------|-------------------------|
G--------------------------|------------------------|-------------------------|
D--------------------------|-8--8-10-10--8--8-10-10-|-10-10-12-12-10-10-12-12-|
A--8--8-10-10--8--8-10-10--|-6--6--6--6--6--6--6--6-|--8--8--8--8--8--8--8--8-|
E--6--6--6--6--6--6--6--6--|------------------------|-------------------------|


Chorusriff:
The bend's here is not all the way up one tone... about half a tone up is more the thing.


Verse:

 Bb
Deep down in Louisana close to New Orleans

Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
        Eb
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
        Bb
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
     F
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
              Bb
But he could play the guitar just a like ringin' a bell.


Chorus:

Go! Go! go, Johnny, go, go!
Go! Johnny, go, go!
Go! Johnny, go, go!
Go! Johnny, go, go!
Johnny B. Goode

Verse:

 Bb
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
       Eb
Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade
       Bb
Strummin' with the rythm that the drivers made
      F
The people passin' by they would stop and say:
           Bb
"Oh my, but that little country boy could play."