Chuck Berry — Johnny B. Goode Chords
A Deep down Louisiana close to Asus4 New Or A leans
Way back up in the woods among the Asus4 ever A greens
There D stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where A lived a country boy named Asus4 Johnny B. A Goode
Who E never ever learned to read or E7 write so E well
But he could A play the guitar just like a Asus4 ringing a A bell
A Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go D !
A Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A Go, Johnny, go! E7 Go! E Johnny B A . Goode
He A used to carry his guitar in a Asus4 gunny A sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the Asus4 railroad A track
Oh, the D engineers would see him sitting in the shade
A Strumming with the rhythm that the Asus4 drivers A made
E People passing by they would E7 stop and E say
Oh A my that little country Asus4 boy could A play
A Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go D !
A Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A Go, Johnny, go! E7 Go! E Johnny B A . Goode
His A mother told him «Someday you will Asus4 be a A man,
And you will be the leader of a Asus4 big old A band.
D Many people coming from miles around
To A hear you play your music when the Asus4 sun go A down
E Maybe someday your name will E7 be in E lights
Saying A Johnny B. Asus4 Goode to A night.»
A Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
Go, Johnny, go! Go D !
A Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A Go, Johnny, go! E7 Go! E Johnny B A . Goode
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Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
there stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy by name of Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.
Go go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go, Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Johnny B. Goode.
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers saw him sitting in the shade,
Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
Go go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go, Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Johnny B. Goode.
His mama told him someday he would be a man,
And he would be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear him play his music ‘til the
Sun go down maybe someday his
Name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
Наверное, ты слышал, если только не болван,
Про штат Луизиана и про Новый Орлеан,
Стоит неподалеку деревенька, рядом пруд,
В ней парень жил по имени — Джонни Би Гуд.
Не знал парнишка грамоты, не мог читать — писать,
Зато он виртуозно на гитаре мог играть.
припев
Go go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go, Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Johnny B. Goode.
Возьмет гитару в руки и усядется в тени,
Сияют у дороги семафорные огни,
И стук колес вагонных ему ритм задает,
И, кажется, гитара будь-то человек поет,
И невозможно мимо этой музыки пройти,
И даже паровозы замирали на пути.
Все восхищались Джонни и пророчили успех:
«Ты станещь музыкантом знаменитым — лучше всех,
На небосклоне звездном будешь ярче всех сиять,
Ни кто не сможет лучше на гитаре так играть!»,
А Джонни, улыбаясь, чешет пальцем у виска,
И снова достает свою гитару из мешка.
Go go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go, Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Go Johnny go, go!
Johnny B. Goode.
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Deep down in Louisiana
Close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods
Among the Evergreens
Oh, there stood an old cabin
Made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy
Named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned
To read or write so well
But he can play a guitar
Just like ringing a bell
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny B. Goode
He used to carry his
Guitar in a gunny sack
Sit beneath the trees
By the railroad track
And all the engineers would
See him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm
That the drivers made
And all the people passing by
Would stop and say
Oh my, but that little
Country boy can play
Go, go
Yeah, Johnny, go
Go, Johnny, go, yeah
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, go, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny B. Goode
Lemme hear you play it
Yes, his mother told him
Someday you will be a man
And you will be the leader
Of a big old band
And many people come
From miles around
To hear you play your music
Til the sun go down
Yeah, maybe someday
Your name would be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight
Go, yeah, Johnny, go
Go, oh, go, Johnny, go
Yeah, go, play that thing
Yeah, say it again
Go, go, Johnny, go
Go, yeah, Johnny B. Goode
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