Chuck Berry
She drew out all her money out the Southern Trust
And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound Bus
Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West
Down came her tears from her happiness
Her own little son named Johnny B. Goode
Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Goodbye Johnny B. Goode
She remembered taking money earned from gathering crops
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 there'd ever come a day like this
When she would have to give her son a goodby kiss
Hollerin' bye, bye, bye, bye
Hollerin' bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Bye 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' in the kitchen door
Hollerin' bye, bye, bye, bye
Hollerin' bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye bye Johnny
Goodbye Johnny B. Goode