Well, she drew out all her money from the Southern Trust
And put her little boy on the Greyhound bus
Leaving Memphis with a guitar in his hand
With a one-way ticket to the promised land
Hey, little girl with the red dress on
There's party, tonight, down in Memphis town
I'll be going down there if you need a ride
The man on the radio says Elvis Presley's died

We drove to Memphis, the sky was hard and black
Up over the ridge came a white Cadillac
They drawed out all his money, and they laid him in the back
A woman cried from the roadside: Oh, he's gone, he's gone
They found him slumped up against the drain
With a whole lotta trouble running through his veins

Bye-bye, Johnny
Johnny, bye-bye
You didn't have to die
You didn't have to die