Chuck Berry — Johnny B. Goode & Closing

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) Chuck Berry, Chuck Berry, big hand for Chuck Berry Chuck Berry, Mr. Chuck Berry please Mr. Chuck Berry Listen, please, please, he's overrun fifteen minutes Okay (More, more, more, more...) Look, there's about two thousand people outside waiting for another concert I'm sure lots more of you are gonna come back in to see the Pink Floyd We don't get a Pink Floyd concert if we don't clear the place, it's as simple as that This is a management Hold it kids, shh Hold it Listen, if you'd be quiet for thirty seconds, we'll tell you what's happened Thirty seconds, that's all I ask Listen, thirty seconds is all I ask, and we'll explain it all (We want Chuck, we want Chuck) (We want Chuck, we want Chuck) (We want Chuck, we want Chuck) (We want Chuck, we want Chuck) (We want Chuck, we want Chuck) (We want Chuck, we want Chuck) (We want Chuck...)