Johnny B. Goode (& Closing) Chuck Berry

She drew out all her money at the Southern Trust
And put her little boy aboard a Greyhound Bus
Leavin' Louisiana for the Golden West
A-down came her tears from her happiness
Her own little son named Johnny B. Goode
Was goin' to make some motion pictures out in Hollywood

Bye-bye (Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye)
Look at 'em, look at 'em (Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye)
Look at 'em, sing (Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye)
Sing, children (Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye)
Oh yeah (Goodbye Johnny B. Goode)
Oh yeah

He carried [his] guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passin' by, they would stop and say
"Oh my, but that little country boy could play"

Whoa, go
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Go Johnny go, go)
(Johnny B. Goode)