Way down Louisiana close to New Orleans, 一路下跌接近路易斯安那州新奥尔良，

Way back up in the woods among the evergreens... 遥想起来的常青树之一树林...

There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, 这里矗立着一座小木屋里用土和木材，

Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode... 凡住约翰尼B.古德的乡村男孩的名字...

He never ever learned to read or write so well, 他从来没有学过读或写的这么好，

But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. 但他会弹吉他就像摇铃。

Go go go Johnny go go go Johnny B. Goode. GO GO去约翰尼进去转转约翰尼B.古德。

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack 他用携带他的吉他在一个麻袋

And sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. 坐在树上的铁轨下方。

Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, 呵呵，工程师经常看见他坐在树荫下，

Playing to the rhythm that the drivers made. 玩到的驱动程序做节奏。

People passing by would stop and say oh my 路过的人会停下来，说，哦，我的

That little country boy could play 那个小男孩的国家可以发挥

His mama told him someday he would be a man, 他的妈妈告诉他，有一天他会成为一个男人，

And he would be the leader of a big old band. 他将是一个大的老乐队的领导者。

Many people coming from miles around to hear him play 许多人从各地英里来听他演奏

His music when the sun go down maybe someday 他的音乐，当太阳下去说不定哪天

His name would be in lights saying Johnny B. Goode tonight. 他的名字将在灯说约翰尼B.古德今晚。