Johnny B. Goode - Live Recording

Deep down in Jamaica, close to Mandeville
 Back up in the woods, on top of a hill
 There stood an old hut made of earth and wood
 Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
 He never learned to read or write so well
 But he could play his guitar like ringin' a bell yell
 Said go, go Johnny!
 Johnny be good tonight!
 Said go, go Johnny!
 Johnny B. Goode...
 He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
 Sit beneath a tree in the railroad track
 Old engineer in the train sittin' in the shade
 Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
 People passing by would stop and say:
 "Oh my, oh my, what the boy can play"
 Said go, go Johnny!
 Johnny be good tonight!
 Said go, go Johnny!
 Johnny B. Goode...
 Mama said: "Son, you gotta be a man,
 You got to be the leader of a reggae band
 People comin' in from miles around
 To hear you play until the sun goes down
 Boy, someday your name will be in the lights
 Sayin' JOHNNY - JOHNNY B. GOODE TONITE"
 I said go, go Johnny!
 Johnny be good tonight!
 Said go, go Johnny!
 Johnny you better be good
 Said go, go Johnny!
 Johnny be good tonight!
 Go, go Johnny!
 Johnny B. Goode...