She drew out all her money from the Southern Trust And put her little boy aboard a greyhound bus. Leavin’ Louisianne for the golden west, Down came her tears from her happiness. Her own little some named Johnney B Goode Was going to make some motion pictures down in Hollywood.
Chorus And sing bye bye, bye bye. Bye bye, bye bye. Bye bye Johnney, goodebye Johnny B Goode.
She remembered taking money in from gathering crops And buying Johnny’s guitar from the brokers shop. As long as he was playing by the railroad side. Wouldn’t get in trouble, she’d be satisfied. She never thought that there would come a day like this When she would have to give her son a goodbye kiss.
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She finally got the letter she was dreaming of Cos 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 side. So everytime she heard the locomotive roar She be standing,waiting at the kitchen door.