Verse 1)
Deep down in the bayou, where the cypress trees grow
Lived a little girl named Bonnie, with a spirit like snow
She'd walk to the juke joint, guitar in her hand
Every night she'd be rocking, the best in the land
Folks 'round there would whisper, "Ain't that a true shame?
That little Bonnie, playing that loud, wild game!"
But Bonnie just smiled, with a mischievous gleam
'Cause she knew in her heart, she was living her dream
(Chorus)
Go, go, go, Bonnie, go!
Go, Bonnie, go! Go, go, go!
Go, Bonnie, go! Go, go, go!
Bonnie Be Bad, yeah, she's really good!
(Verse 2)
She played that old six-string, like a hurricane's wail
Made the grown folks tap their feet, made the young folks turn pale
With a flick of her wrist, and a shimmy and shake
She'd make that old dance floor just tremble and quake
The boys would all gather, just to watch her ignite
That stage with her rhythm, pure rock and roll might
They'd say, "Bonnie, oh Bonnie, you're a sight to behold!"
"With a story in every riff, a tale to be told!"
(Chorus)
Go, go, go, Bonnie, go!
Go, Bonnie, go! Go, go, go!
Go, Bonnie, go! Go, go, go!
Bonnie Be Bad, yeah, she's really good!
(Bridge)
Her mama would tell her, "Now Bonnie, be sweet!"
"That wild, crazy music, ain't fit for the street!"
But Bonnie just winked, with a mischievous grin
"This music's inside me, where do I begin
To explain this feeling, this fire in my soul?"
"This beat and this rhythm, taking complete control!"
(Guitar Solo - similar style to Johnny B. Goode, lively and bluesy)
(Verse 3)
One night a big producer, from Nashville he came
He heard Bonnie playing, he called out her name
"Little girl, you're a marvel, a diamond so bright!"
"I'm taking you with me, we'll hit every spotlight!"
Bonnie just laughed, said, "Sir, that sounds grand!"
"But I'll play my own way, throughout this whole land!"
"No fancy big costumes, no pre-written tune"
"Just Bonnie and her guitar, under the moon!"
(Chorus)
Go, go, go, Bonnie, go!
Go, Bonnie, go! Go, go, go!
Go, Bonnie, go! Go, go, go!
Bonnie Be Bad, yeah, she's really good!
(Outro)
They say if you're ever down by the bayou at night
You can hear Bonnie's music, a pure, rocking light
Playing her guitar, with a mischievous gleam
Bonnie Be Bad, living her rock and roll dream!
(Music fades out with a final guitar strum and drum hit)