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