MARTY MCFLY
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell

Go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Johnny B. Goode

Go go
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go

DOC BROWN
Way to go, Marty!

MARTY MCFLY
Go Johnny go go
Go Johnny go go
Johnny B. Goode
DOC BROWN
Bring it home, Marty!