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