Johnny B. Goode - Twisted Sister

Way down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans

Way back up in the woods among the evergreens

Stood an old cabin made of earth and wood

Lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode

Never ever learned to read or write so well

Play a guitar like a ringin' a bell

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, yeah Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack

Sit beneath the tree by the railroad track

Sit beneath the tree and play all day

Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made

People passed him by, used to stop and say

My, how that little country boy could play

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, yeah Johnny B. Goode

Well, his mama told him someday you will be a man

You will be the leader of a kick ass band

Many people comin' from miles around

Hear you play your music when the sun goes down

Maybe some day your name will be in lights

Johnny B. Goode tonight, I said

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, go Johnny

Go go, yeah Johnny B. Goode