J'étais avec une fille qui me plaisait bienMais j'ai du la quitter sans attendre demainMalgré son amour elle ne me comprenait pasCar elle était bien trop différente de moiElle n'a pas su comprendrePourquoi je l'ai quittéSitôt que je la voisElle ne sait que répéterGo, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goJohnny B. GoodeHe used to carry his guitar in a gunny-sack.And sit beneath the tree by the railroad-track.Ol' engineers were sitting in the shade.Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers madePeople passing by they would stop and sayOh my but that little country-boy can playGo, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo, Johnny B. GoodeIs mama told him some day he will be a man.And he would be the leader of a big old band.Many people comin' from miles around.To hear him playing guitar 'till the sun goes down.Maybe some day your name will be in the lightSaying Johnny b. Goode tonightGo, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo Johnny go, goGo, Johnny B. Goode