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Bye, Bye Johnny
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She drew out all her money out of the Southern Trust
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And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound Bus
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Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West
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Down came the tears from her happiness
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Her own little son name 'o Johnny B. Goode
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Was gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood
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Bye, bye, bye, bye
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Bye, bye, bye, bye
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Bye bye Johnny
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Good bye Johnny B. Goode
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She remembered taking money out from gathering crop
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And buying Johnny's guitar at a broker shop
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As long as he would play it by the railroad side
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And wouldn't get in trouble he was satisfied
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But never thought that there would come a day like this
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When she would have to give her son a goodby kiss
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Going
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Bye, bye, bye, bye
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Bye, bye, bye, bye
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Bye bye Johnny
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Good bye Johnny B. Goode
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She finally got the letter she was dreaming of
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Johnny wrote and told her he had fell in love
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As soon as he was married he would bring her back
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And build a mansion for 'em by the railroad track
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So every time they heard the locomotive roar
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They'd be a' standin', a' wavin' by the kitchen door
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Howling
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Bye, bye, bye, bye
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Bye, bye, bye, bye
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Bye bye Johnny
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Good bye Johnny B. Goode
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Bye, Bye Johnny
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| Chuck Berry |
