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.
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.
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.
Chorus – repeat and fade.