When you're down in Louisiana go to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There's a little log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lives 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

Well his mama told him he would 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

Go, go, go Johnny go, go, go Johnny, go go
Go Johnny go, go, go Johnny go go Johnny B. Good