Can't you come out to play in your empty garden, Johnny He must have been a gardener that cared a lot Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop And I've been knocking but no one answers Oh and I've been calling, oh hey hey JohnnyJohnny Who lived here And

Go JohnnyJohnny go go JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Go go go JohnnyJohnny go Deep down in 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 named JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Who never ever

Go JohnnyJohnny go go JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Go go go JohnnyJohnny go Deep down in 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 named JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Who never ever

His mama told him "someday you will be a man And you will be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To hear your playing music when the sun goes down Maybe someday you name will be in lights saying "Johnny B. Good tonight" Deep

You give good love to me Baby, you give good love (You give good love to me) Now you're here like you've been before And you know just what I need It took some time for me to see That you give good love to me, baby So good, take this heart of mine into

Go JohnnyJohnny go go JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Go go go JohnnyJohnny go Deep down in 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 named JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Who never ever

Go JohnnyJohnny go go JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Go go go JohnnyJohnny go Deep down in 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 named JohnnyJohnny B. Goode Who never ever

Bye, bye, bye, bye Bye bye JohnnyJohnny Good bye JohnnyJohnny B. Goode She drew out all her money out of the Southern Trust And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound bus Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West Down came the tears from her happiness Her own little son

Can't you come out to play in your empty garden, Johnny He must have been a gardener that cared a lot Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop And I've been knocking but no one answers Oh and I've been calling, oh hey hey JohnnyJohnny Who lived here And

It's a cruel, crazy, beautiful world Ayeye ayeye Every time you wake up I hope it's under a blue sky One day when you wake up I will have to say goodbye It's your world so live in it! You have to wash with the crocodile in the river You have to swim with