Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans, way back in the woods among the evergreens, 在靠近路易斯安那州新奥尔良一路下滑，早在树林里的常青树之一，

there stood a log cabin made or earth and wood, 那里矗立着一座小木屋取得或泥土和木头，

where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode. 在那里住约翰尼B.古德的乡村男孩的名字。

He never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play a guitar just like a ringing bell. 他从来没有学过读或写的这么好，但他能弹吉他就像一个敲响的钟声。

Go go go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode. GO GO去约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，约翰尼B.古德。

   

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack, go sit beneath a tree by the railroad track. 他用随身携带他的吉他在一个麻袋，去坐在一棵树的铁轨下方。

The engineers would see him sitting in the shade strumming to the rhythm that the drivers made. 工程师们会看见他坐在树荫下弹奏给司机所做的节奏。

The people passing by they would stop and say, oh my, but that little country boy can play. 经过他们的人会停下来，说，噢，我的，但那个小乡村男孩可以玩。

Go go go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode. GO GO去约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，约翰尼B.古德。

   

Well, his momma told him, "Some day you will be a man. 那么，他的妈妈告诉他，“有一天你会成为一个男人。

You will be the leader of a big old band. 您将是一个大的老乐队的领导者。

Many people coming from miles around just to hear you play your music till the sun goes down. 很多人从身边仅有英里来听你播放音乐，直到太阳下山。

Maybe someday your name'll be in lights, saying, 'Johnny B. Goode tonight." 也许有一天你namell是灯，说： “约翰尼B.古德今晚。 ”

Go go go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode. GO GO去约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，约翰尼B.古德。

Go go go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, go Johnny go go, Johnny B. Goode. GO GO去约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，走约翰尼去走，约翰尼B.古德。