Johnny B. Goode Lyrics - The Gold Collection - Peter Tosh

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...