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Well, in the heat of day, down in Mobile, Alabama |
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I'm workin' on the railroad with a steel-drivin' hammer |
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I gotta get some money, buy some brand new shoes |
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Gotta find somebody take away my blues |
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Well, she don't love me when I'm singin' in the sun |
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Payday's comin' when the work is all done |
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Well now, late here in the evening, when the sun is sinkin' low |
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All day, I've been waitin' for that whistle to blow |
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Sitting in a teepee, built right on here on the tracks |
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Rolling them bones until the foreman comes back |
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Pick up your belongings, boys, and scattere about |
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We've got an off-shedule train comin', two miles out |
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Everybody's scrambling and a-runnin' around |
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Picking up their money, tearing the teepee down |
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Foreman wants to panic, 'bout to go insane |
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Trying to get the workers out the way of the train |
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Engineer blows the whistle, loud and long |
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Can't stop the train, gotta let it roll on |
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"Bye-bye Johnny" |
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Well now, she drew out all of the money of Southern Trust |
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And put her little Johnny on a greybound bus |
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Leavin' Louisiana for the golden west |
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Drowned in the tears from her happiness |
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Her own little son, named Johnny B. Goode |
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Gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood |
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I said bye, bye, bye, bye |
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I said bye, bye, bye, bye |
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Bye bye johnny, goodbye johnny b goode |
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Well, she remembers taking money after gathering crops |
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And buying Johnny's guitar at the broker's shop |
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As long as he would play it by the railroad site |
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He wouldn't get in trouble, she was satisfied |
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Well, she never knew there would come a day like this |
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When she'd have to give Johnny a goodbye kiss |
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I said bye, bye, bye, bye |
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I said bye, bye, bye, bye |
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Bye-bye, Johnny, goodbye, Johnny B. Goode |
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Well now, she finally got the letter she'd been dreaming of |
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When Johnny wrote and told her he had done fell in love |
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As soon as he was married, he'd bring her back |
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And build a mansion for her by the railroad trck |
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And every time you heard that locomotive roar |
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She'd be standing there, waiting at the kitchen door |
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I said bye, bye, bye, bye |
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I said bye, bye, bye, bye |
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Bye-bye, Johnny, goodbye, Johnny B. Goode |
