She drew out all her money out of 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 'o 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 Johnny's guitar at a 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 goodby
kiss
Going
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Good bye Johnny B. Goode
She finally got the letter she was dreaming
of
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 'em by the railroad
track
So every time they heard the locomotive
roar
They'd be a' standin', a' wavin' by the
kitchen door
Howling
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Good bye Johnny B. Goode