She drew out all her money at the Southern Trust
And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound Bus
Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West
Down came the tears from her happiness
Her own little son name Johnny B. Goode
Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye Johnny
Good-bye Johnny B. Goode
She remembered taking money out from gathering crop
And buying Johnnys guitar at the broker shop
As long as he would play it by the railroad side
And wouldn't get in trouble, he was satisfied
But never thought that there would come a day like this
When she would have to give her son a goodbye kiss
Going bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye Johnny
Bye, bye Johnny B. Goode
She finally got the letter she was dreaming of
And Johnny wrote and told her he had fell in love
As soon as he was married, he would bring her back
And build a mansion for her by the railroad track
So every time they heard the locomotive roar
They'd be a standin', a wavin' in the kitchen door
Howling bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye Johnny
Good-bye Johnny B. Goode
