deep down in louisiana close to new orleans way back up in the woods among the evergreens stood a log cabin made of earth and wood where lived a country boy named johnny b. good who never learned to read or write at all but he could play the guitar just like ringing a bell
go, go, go johnny go, go, go johnny, go go go johnny go, go, go johnny go go johnny b. good
his mama told him "someday you will be a man and you will be the leader of a big band many people coming from miles around to hear your playing music when the sun goes down maybe someday you will be in lights saying johnny b. good