Santa B Goode - Chuck Berry Verse 1: Deep [A] down in Louisiana close to New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There [D] stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where [A] lived a country boy named Santa B. Goode Who [E7] never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could [A] play a UKULELE like a ringin’ a bell. |Chorus: |[A] Go go.....go Santa go go go |Go Santa go go go [D] |[D] Go Santa go go [A] go |[A] Go Santa go go [E7] go..... Santa B. [A] Goode... Verse 2: He used to [A] put his UKULELE in a big red sack and sit beneath a tree by the railroad track. An [D] engineers could see him sitting in the shade [A] strummin’ to the rhythm that the drivers made [E7] People passing by... they would stop and say Oh [A] my but that little country boy can play. Chorus: Verse 3: His [A] mother told him “someday you will be a man” And you will be the leader of a Big Uke Jam [D] Many, many people come from miles around to [A] hear your UKULELE till the sun go down [E7] Maybe someday your name will be in lights Sayin’ [A] ‘ Santa B. Goode tonight’. |Chorus: x2 |[A] Go go.....go Santa go go go |Go Santa go go go [D] |[D] Go Santa go go [A] go |[A] Go Santa go go [E7] go..... Santa B. [A] Goode...