Lyrics
Alvin:
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like he's ringing a bell
The Chipmunks:
Go go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Alvin:
Johnny B. Goode!
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Sittin' 'neath the tree by the railroad track
Engineers watch him sittin' in the shade
Playin' to the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing by, would stop and say
"My my, the country boy he sure can play"
The Chipmunks:
Go go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Alvin:
Johnny B. Goode!
Hey
Yeah
Picket Fence
His momma told him, "Someday you will be a man,
You will be the leader of a big ol' band
People come from miles and miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight!'"
The Chipmunks:
Go go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Alvin:
Johnny B. Goode!
Yeah
The Chipmunks:
Woah go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny go-go!
Go
Go Johnny go!
Go
Go Johnny