D

down

in

Lou-

'si-

an-

a

close

to

D

New

Or-

leans,

'Way

D

back

up

in

the

woods

a-

moung

the

D7

ev-

er

greens;

There

G7

stood

an

old__

cab-

in

made

of

G7

earch

and

wood,

Where

D

lived

a

coun-

try

boy__

named

D

JOHN-

NY

B.

GOODE.

Who'd

A7

nev-

er

ev-

er

learned

to

read

or

A7

write

so

well,

But

he

could

D

play

a

gui-

tar__

just

like

a-

D

ring-

in'

a

bell.

Go!

Go!__

D

car-

ry

his

gui-

tar__

in

a

D

gun-

ny

sack,

Go

D

sit

be-

neath

the

tree__

by

the

D7

rail-

road

track;

Ol'

G7

en-

gineer

in

the

train__

sit-

tin

G7

in

the

shade,__

D

Strum-

min'

with

the

rhy-

thm

that

the

D

driv-

ers

made.__

The

A7

peo-

ple

pass-

in'

by,__

they

would

A7

stop

and

say__

D

Oh

my,

but

that

lit-

tle

coun-

try

D

boy__

could

play.

Go!

Go!__

D

moth-

er

told

him,

"Some

day

you

will

D

be

a

man

And

D

you

will

be

the

lead-

er

of

a

D7

big

old

band;_

G7

Man-

y

peo-

ple

com-

in'

from__

G7

miles

a-

round,

To

D

hear

you

play

your

mu-

sic

till

the

D

sun

goes

down.__

May-

A7

be

some

day

your

name-

'll

be

in

A7

lights__

A-

say-

in'

D

JOHN-

NY

B.

GOODE__

to

D

night."__

Go!

Go!__