Opening with a classic, driving Chuck Berry-esque guitar riff, a bit more seasoned and confident than the original, but unmistakably his sound)
(Verse 1)
Well, the word got around, from the swamp to the city
'Bout that country boy Johnny, playing so pretty
He left that old cabin, by the railroad track side
With his guitar and a dream, on a Greyhound ride
To the bright city lights, where the big music played
And every night on stage, his reputation was made
He'd stand up there grinning, in a brand new blue suit
Still picking and rocking, rooty-toot-toot!
(Chorus)
Go, go, go, Johnny, go!
He's still Johnny, still on the go!
From the juke joint small, to the big concert hall
Johnny's still rocking, giving his all!
(Verse 2)
The papers were writing, "He's a musical king!"
Every record he cut, made the whole world just swing
From New York to London, Tokyo, L.A.
Johnny's sound echoed, every single day
He met all the legends, shared stages with pride
But that country boy spirit, stayed deep down inside
He remembered his mama, and the lessons she taught
About playing from the heart, no matter what he bought
(Chorus)
Go, go, go, Johnny, go!
He's still Johnny, still on the go!
From the juke joint small, to the big concert hall
Johnny's still rocking, giving his all!
(Bridge)
Now some folks get famous, forget where they're from
Start acting all fancy, and feeling quite numb
But Johnny, he'd chuckle, with a gleam in his eye
"This music ain't nothing, if it don't reach the sky
From the souls of the people, who tapped their bare feet
To the rhythm and blues, on a dusty old street!"
He'd pull out his guitar, with a wink and a smile
And play that old rock and roll, for a good long while
(Guitar Solo - A longer, more elaborate but still clean and melodic solo, building on the original's style, with plenty of bends and double-stops that just scream Chuck Berry)
(Verse 3)
He bought his mama a house, with a porch and a swing
And sent money back home, for every little thing
He never forgot, where that magic began
With a guitar in his hands, and a rock and roll plan
He'd fly 'round the world, in a customized jet
But when he hit the stage, you know he wasn't done yet
Still kicking his leg, still duck-walking with glee
That country boy Johnny, wild and free!
(Chorus)
Go, go, go, Johnny, go!
He's still Johnny, still on the go!
From the juke joint small, to the big concert hall
Johnny's still rocking, giving his all!
(Outro)
So if you hear a guitar, just a-ringing a bell
And it sounds like a story, that it's trying to tell
'Bout a boy from the country, who made it so grand
That's Johnny B. Goode, still rocking the land!
Yeah, Johnny's still riding, on that rock and roll train!
(Music ends with a final, definitive Chuck Berry chord and cymbal crash)
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