Bye Bye Johnny (In Concert - Wembley Arena 7/7/88)
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She threw out all her money at the Southern cross
And put a little coin on a Greyhound bus
Leave Louisiana for the Golden West
But now she can't get a taste of happiness
An' no little punk named Johnny B. Goode
Gonna make some money taking pictures down in Hollywood
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, Johnny
Bye, bye, Johnny B. Goode
She raised some money out of a gambling jar
To buy a country guitar in a very big shop
At night she would play it by the railroad track
And put the kids in trouble 'til she'd be satisfied
But never ever thought it could be like this
That she'd have to give her song a goodbye kiss
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, Johnny
Bye, bye, Johnny B. Goode
She finally got the nerve to go to the police station
Johnny was there and told them she was in the club
He said as soon as they were married he would bring her back
And tell the priest to go and tell the priest to sack
And every time they heard the local police roar
Johnny's standing at the wedding at the kitchen door
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Bye, bye, Johnny
Bye, bye, Johnny B. Goode