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 made 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 the 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 goodbye 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 felt in love  As soon as he was married he would bring her back  And build a mension 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