Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley have you heard
Mama gonna buy you a mockingbird
If that mockingbird don't sing
She gonna buy you a diamond ring
If that diamond ring don't shine
Baby gonna take it to a private eye
If that private eye can't see
He gonna have to come an talk to me
Said hey Bo Diddley
Hey now Bo Diddley
Hey Bo Diddley
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire
Use a cobra snake for a necktie
Got a brand new house on the roadside child
Made out of rattlesnake hide
Brand new chimney on top
Made out of human skulls
Come and take a little walk with me Arlene
Tell me who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love
Arlene took me by my hand
Said cool it Robert you know your my man
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who do you love
Night was dark the sky was blue
Down the alley we was swingin' through
Lord I heard just what I seen
Who do you love
Who do you love
Bo Diddley called a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo Diddley called a bear cat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday hat
Hey, Bo Diddley,
Hey, Bo Diddley, yeah!
Hey, Bo Diddley, baby,
Hey, Bo Diddley.
Two, two, three I was alone
Went to my baby when I get home
Tell my baby the night's away
Come on baby feel like that
Said hey, Bo Diddley,
Hey, Bo Diddley, yeah!
Hey, Bo Diddley, baby,
Hey, Bo Diddley.
Bo Diddley bought a diamond ring
Take it to my baby most anything
Baby, baby, baby, all right
I get home she nearly gone.
Hey, Bo Diddley
Hey, Bo Diddley, yeah!
Hey, Bo Diddley, babe,
Hey, Bo Diddley.
Bo Diddley called a bear cat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday hat
Bo Diddley called a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Hey, Bo Diddley,
Hey, Bo Diddley, yeah!
Hey, Bo Diddley, babe,
Hey, Bo Diddley!
Baby, baby, baby, come on now!
Want you to know you can feel me darlin'!
Baby, baby, baby, please come home now,
Don't know what I'm gonna do with Mona.
Hey, Bo Diddley,
Hey, Bo Diddley, yeah!
Hey, Bo Diddley, babe,
Hey, Bo Diddley!
Hey, Bo Diddley!
Hey, Bo Diddley!
Hey, Bo Diddley!
written by E. McDaniel, Arc Music Corp. BMI (1980?)
Here's a little story that I really want to tell
It's about Bo Diddley at the O.K Corral
Now, Bo Diddley didn't start no mess
He had a gun on his hip and a rose on his vest
'Cause Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
(Bo Diddley's a gunslinger)
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
(Bo Diddley's a gunslinger)
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
(Bo Diddley's a gunslinger)
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
(Bo Diddley's a gunslinger)
Bo Diddley buys him a diamond ring
If that diamond ring don't shine
He better take it to a private eye
If that private eye can't see
Well, he better bring that ring to me
I said, "Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah"
(Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah)
"Yeah, Bo Diddley, huh"
(Yeah, Bo Diddley, hey, yeah, etc.)
I said, "Why'd ya come to my house
On Black Jack Road
Take my baby away from home
Where'd you go or where you been
Up your house and gone again
I said, "Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley,
Have you heard?
(Hey, Bo Diddley)
My pretty baby, Kim
She was a bird"
(Hey, Bo Diddley)
I said, "Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah"
(Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah)
"Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah, huh"
(Yeah, Bo Diddley, yeah)
Yeah...Child.....yeah
I said, "Bo Diddley's a gunslinger"
(Bo Diddley's a gunslinger)
"Bo Diddley's a gunslinger"
(Bo Diddley's a gunslinger)
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger
(Ellas McDaniel) 1959
I wanna tell you about my little girl,
Her name is Millie-Lu,
She's alright...she's alright,
She's alright...she's alright.
Sugar baby...sugar baby,
Sweedy dee...sweedy dee,
Baby, baby, sugar, sugar.
Baby, oh I love you so,
I'll never let you go,
You alright in my room,
You alright at my table,
You alright when we're walkin' down the street,
The love in you and me, just can't be beat.
Baby, baby,
Baby, baby.
Hold it everybody,
I wanna tell ya 'bout this little girl,
I don't think ya getting the message straight,
I wanna tell you, she's alright,
She make me feel.
She make me feel, so good, so good,
Sure 'nuff, sure 'nuff,
Babe, hold my hand,
Babe, hold my hand,
I can't stand up by myself,
(Ellas McDaniel) 1959
(Alternate lines spoken by BO DIDDLEY and Jerome Green):
Say man,
What's that boy?
I want to tell you 'bout your girlfriend,
What about my girl?
Well, you don't look strong enough to take the message,
I'm strong enough,
I might hurt your feelings,
My feelings are already hurt by being here with you,
Well, I was walking down the street with your girl the other day,
Ah-ha,
And the wind was blowin' real hard,
Is that right?
And the wind blew her hair into my face,
Ah-ha,
You know what else happened?
What happened?
The wind blew her hair into her face,
Yeh?
And we went a little further; you wanna hear the rest of it?
I might as well,
The wind blew her hair into the street!
Ok; since you told me about my girl, I'm gonna tell you about yours. I was walking down the street with your girl,
Yes?
I took her home, for a drink, you know,
Took her home?
Yeh, jus' for a drink,
But that chick looked so ugly, she had to sneak up on the glass to get a drink of water!
You've got the nerve to call somebody ugly; why you so ugly the stork that brought you in the world oughta be arrested!
That's alright; my momma didn't have to put a sheet on my head so sleep could slip up on me!
Look-a here!
What's that?
Where are you from?
South America,
What's that?
South America,
You don't look like no South American to me,
I'm still from South America,
What part?
South Texas!
Where are your workin' boots at?
I've got 'em on,
Those aren't no boots you got on; those broguettes!
Hey, look-a here!
What's that?
I've bin tryin' to figure out what you is,
I already figured out what YOU is!
What's that?
You that thing I throw peanuts at!
Look-a here!
What's that?
You should be ashamed of yourself,
Why?
Calling people ugly,
I didn't call you ugly,
What you say?
I said you was ruined, that's all!
You know somethin'?
What?
You look like you've bin whooped with a ugly-stick!
(Ellas McDaniel) 1960
I'm a road runner honey,
Beep! Beep!
I'm a road runner honey,
And you can't keep up with me,
I'm a road runner honey,
And you can't keep up with me,
Come on, let's race,
Baby baby, you will see,
Here I come,
Beep! Beep!
Move over honey,
Let me by,
Move over baby,
Let this man by,
I'm gonna show you baby, look out your head,
Gonna put some dirt in your eye,
Here I go!
Oh yea, how am I doin?
Beep! Beep!
Take my hand baby,
I'm gonna prove to you that I'm a road running man,
I wanna show you something,
That I'm the fastest in the land,
Now let me by,
Beep! Beep!
Oh yea, you said you's fast,
But it don't look like you gonna last,
Goodbye! I've got to put you down,
I'll see you some day,
(Ellas McDaniel) 1958
Dearest darling,
Dearest darling,
Dearest darling.
Don't you know,
The Lord above,
Created you,
Just for me to love,
Picked you out,
From all the rest,
Because He knew I loved you best.
Dearest darling,
Dearest darling,
Dearest darling, take my hand, take my hand
I once had a heart,
So trill and true,
But now it's gone,
From me to you,
Take care of it,
Like I have done,
For you have two hearts,
And I have none.
Dearest darling,
Dearest darling,
Dearest darling.
If I get to heaven,
Before you do,
I'll try to make a hole,
And pull you thru.
Dearest...dearest...dearest.
If I go to heaven,
And you not there,
I'm gonna write your name,
On the heavenly stair,
If you aren't there,
By turn of day,
Then I know baby,
You know the way.
Dearest...dearest...dearest,
(Ellas McDaniel) 1956
I'm looking for a woman,
That will work to set me down,
I'm looking for a woman,
That will work to set me down,
I've bin looking all night long,
She can't be found.
Well I met one last night,
And I told her what I liked,
Well I met one last night,
And I told her what I liked,
She said get away from here country boy,
Go back to your countryside.
Well tell me baby,
What you see wrong with me,
Well tell me baby,
What you see wrong with me,
Well if I had you baby,
You wouldn't be lookin' back at me.
Well so long mama,
Baby bye-bye you bye,
Well so long mama,
Baby bye-bye you bye,
Well now bye-bye baby,
(Ellas McDaniel) 1955
Now when I was a little boy,
At the age of five,
I had somethin' in my pocket,
Keep a lot of folks alive.
Now I'm a man,
Made twenty-one,
You know baby,
We can have a lot of fun.
I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N...man.
All you pretty women,
Stand in line,
I can make love to you baby,
In an hour's time.
I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N...man.
I goin' back down,
To Kansas to
Bring back the second cousin,
Little John the conqueroo.
I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N...man.
The line I shoot,
Will never miss,
The way I make love to 'em,
They can't resist.
I'm a man,
(Ellas McDaniel) 1957
Bo Diddley done had a farm,
On that farm he had some women,
Women here, women there,
Women, women, women everywhere.
But one little girl lived on a hill,
She rustled and tustled like Buffalo Bill,
One day she decided she'd go for a ride,
With a pistol and a sword by her side.
She rolled right up to my front door,
Knocked an' knocked 'til her fist got sore,
When she turned and walked away,
All I could hear my baby say:
Hey Bo Diddley, Oh Bo Diddley,
Hey Bo Diddley, Oh Bo Diddley.
Saw my baby run across the field,
Slippin' and slidin' like an automobile,
Hollerin', my baby got towed away,
Slipped on from me like a Cadillac-8.
Hey Bo Diddley, Oh Bo Diddley,
(Ellas McDaniel) 1956
You pretty thing,
Let me buy you a wedding ring,
Let me hear the choir sing,
Oh you pretty thing.
You pretty thing,
Let me walk you down the aisle,
Darling, it's where our love is found,
Oh you pretty thing.
Let me kiss you gentle,
Squeeze and hold you tight,
Let me give all my love,
The rest of my life.
You pretty thing,
Let me hold you by my side,
And become my blushing bride,
You pretty thing,
Pretty thing,
Let me dedicate my life,
You will always be my wife,
(Ellas McDaniel/Harvey Fuqua/Alan Freed) 1958
I'm sorry,
Oh, I'm sorry,
Oh baby, I'm sorry,
For the things I said to you.
You know I love you,
You know I care,
With you, my new heart I want to share,
Darling I need you,
With all your heart and soul,
To know that I want you, and I'll never let you go,
But forgive me,
Please forgive me,
Please forgive me,
For I knew not what I was sayin'.
Come on little baby,
Come on darling,
Give me another chance,
To make up on my wrong,
You know that I love you,
You know I'll put nobody else above you,
Come on, come on,
Say that you'll love me.
I'm sorry,
Oh yes I'm sorry,
Oh I'm sorry,
(Ellas McDaniel/Harvey Fuqua) 1956
Diddley Diddley daddy,
Diddley Diddley daddy.
I got a baby that's oh so pretty,
I found her right here in the Windy City,
Somebody kissed my baby last night,
My pretty baby cried, you know it wasn't right.
Diddley Diddley daddy,
Diddley Diddley daddy.
My baby started to cry in vain,
Say Bo Diddley, you know you're a natural born man,
I say I love you baby with all my heart,
Please don't never say we'll part.
Diddley Diddley daddy,
Diddley Diddley daddy.
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley here's our scene,
I want to know if you do love me.
Diddley Diddley daddy,
Look at my baby
Standin' in the middle of the floor
Yeah, look at my baby
She standin' in the middle of the floor
She got her eyes on me
Watchin' ev'ry place I go
Look at my baby
Makin' those eyes at me
Look at my baby
Makin' those eyes at me
Sometimes I wonder
If she truly love me
Look at my baby
Sally breakin' through the crowd
Look at my baby
Tryin' to make it through the crowd
She wanna holler my name
She might holler too loud
Yeah, look out baby!
Yo' daddy's waitin' on you
Come on baby
Yo' daddy's waitin' on you
Yeah, I can see how you act, honey
That you were always bein' true
Yeah
FADES-
Look at my baby
Look at my baby
Look at my baby
Ooh-who, woo-ooo-woo, lover is
Throw her out alone, pity her
Somebody's cryin'
Somebody's cryin' all over my house
I said, somebody's cryin'
Somebody's cryin' all over my house
Well now, the reason why I know
Landlord, the porch light's out
I said, 'Baby, who been drive my automobile?'
I said, 'Baby, who been drivin' my automobile, yeah?'
Well now, they wore out all of my tires
And walked off four of my wheels
Lord
Who-ooo?
Who-ooo-ooo, talk to me
Who-ooo?
Baby, baby talk with me
Well, now I wanna know
Who may your lover be?
Well, baby!
He got cigarette burns all over my steerin' wheel
I said, baby got cigarette burns all over my steerin' wheel
Well now, you know, honey
You gon' get somebody killed
Yeah
Whoa-oooh, whoa-oh
Yea-a-a-a-ay!
You better get-a hold on yourself
Well now, I see yo' sorrow
Don't you admit it to nobody else.
FADES
Whoa
I was sittin' in my front room
I heard a loud crash
I run to the window to see what was there
Out into trouble my old apple tree
There was a one-eyed-purple-people-eater
Lookin' at me
He yelled, 'Ooh-ooh, bluh-bluh-bluh-bluh'
I jumped in my plane
And I took to the clouds
I had to go see what the mess all about-a
A-this mess my mother did not understand
All these funny lookin' people from another land
He hollered, 'Ooh-ooh, bluh-bluh-bluh-bluh'
My baby standing in the do' and she was hollin' real loud
'Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley, don't leave me in this house'
I said, 'Take it easy baby, you know I've got to go'
I said, 'Lock all the windows and bolt all the do's'
She hollered, 'Ooh-ooh-ooh, bluh-bluh-bluh-bluh'
(Instrumental)
A-when I saw their master boy, you oughta see
He was a-wiggling and a-grinnin' and a-stigglin' at me
I jumped in my plane and I made it back home
The purple people eaters had my baby and gone
Willie and Lillie used to live on a hill
Wasn't for rock n' roll Lillie be there still
Rock her own little rock-a-billys
Made me lose a-my sweet, little, Lillie
Forty days, forty nights
Still no Lillie in sight
Up on the mountain like a jack
Hollin' an howlin' 'til Lillie, come back
Up on the mountain I was facin' the moon
Ev'ry little star tell me be Lillie, soon
Up on the mountain at the general store
Willie's mama bought him a hi-fi, his very own
On up the road, Willie strolled
Just about the time Lillie knocked on the do'
She said, 'Hello, Willy I love you so'
He said, 'Hello, Lillie why did you go? '
She said, 'A-hello, Willie I ain't gon' leave no mo'
He said, 'Hello, Lillie I love you, so'
FADES-
'Hello, Willie, I love you, so'
FADES-
(Woo-ooo-ooo, woo-ooo)
(Ooo-ooo-ooo, ooo-ooo)
(Woo-ooo-ooo) oh-oh (woo-ooo)
(Woo-ooo-ooo, woo-ooo)
Don't think that you don't love me
Don't think that you don't want me
For I love you (love you) love you
Oh yes, I love you (love you, I need you)
Don't leave me
Don't leave me here to cry
Don't grieve me
Yeah I, I love you (love you) love you
Oh, yes I love you
I need you by my side
Oh, I want you to see I've tried
You know that I love you
I've got a good reason why
And I'll stick to you, baby
Oh, 'til the day I die
Whoa-ooh
Don't think that you don't need me
Don't think you don't want me
Cause I love you (love you) love you
Oh yes, I love you
(Love you, woo-ooo-ooo, I do)
Oh (I need you-ooo)
Darling, I love you
(Love you, I do-ooo)
Oh, how much I love you
(Love you, I do-ooo)
When you throw your arms around me
I shiver and shake
(Love you, woo-ooo, I do)
Please, I love no one but you
(Love you)
FADES
I'm gon' make it my business
To be in love with you
(Do-do-do, do-do-do-do)
I'm gon' make it my business
To be in love with you
(Do-do, do-do-do, do-do)
Well, now you can run away, baby
You can do anything you wanna do
I'm gon' call you, baby
I'm gon' call your house at night
I'm gon' call you, baby
I'm gon' call you late at night
I just wanna be your man
I promise baby, I'll treat you right
I'm gon' come by your house
Pick you up and take you for a ride
I'm gon' come by your house
Pick you up and take you for a ride
I want you with me, baby
All the rest of my life.
I'm crazy 'bout you, baby
I don't want nobody else
I'm crazy 'bout you, honey
I don't need nobody else
Well, now all I wanna do
Is spend the rest of my life
Wit' you, all by myself
FADES-
Do ya hear?
(Well, well)
('At sho' is a old man there playin' that guitar)
(My, you look ten days older than water)
Hee-hee
Say, look here!
(A-what dat?)
It look like your process took a recess
(Ha-ha)
(A-that's alright, at least I can afford to get one)
(You wear one of them do-it-yo'self job things)
(Say!)
Yeah
(I wrote a song about you)
Lemme hear it!
(You sho' you wanna hear it?)
I wanna hear all of it, nevermind the tempo
You just shove on in there, a-he-he
(Alright)
(You is one ugly child, who can yo' mama be?)
He-he
(Ooh, I gotta 'nuther verse, you wanna hear it?)
Go ahead sing it, lemme hear it, man
Lay it down there to me
(Well, if I was yo' daddy I'll go an jump in the sea)
(No, I ain't gonna talk about you like that)
(After all, it wasn't yo' fault)
He-ee
Look it, here!
(Ya)
I heard you had a new job, too
(I'sn't that right?)
You wanna hear what kinda job I heard that you had?
(And what kinda job I got, now?)
Standin' out front of a doctor's office makin' people sick
A-hee-hee
(That's alright, I heard some'in about you, too)
You heard nothin' about me
(Yes, I did)
(I heard that you were so ugly
That when you cry, the tears run down the back-a yo' head
To keep from comin' towards yo' face)
He-he-he
(Say!)
Yeah
(I wonder what you would-a been if you would-a lived?)
What's that?
(I said, I wonder what you would-a been if you had-a lived?)
You, wait a minute
Now, I dare you to say it, again
(I said, I wonder what you would-a been if you had-a lived?)
Yo daddy! hee-hee
(Hey, there!)
Yeah
(Did yo' mama ever have any children?)
A-wh-what?
(Did yo' mama ever have any children?)
Hoo, I betcha yo' ma didn't raise no dummys either did she?
(She musta raised one I'm up here wit' you)
Yeah
Say, look here!
(What dat?)
What size shoes you wear?
(Ten n' half)
Yeah
(I right)
I figured you was gon' say that
Yo' feet look like you got on violin cases
A-hee-hee
(Say, now)
Yeah
(What air force you belong to?)
The same one yo' daddy belong to
(I thought so, I saw that propeller around yo neck)
A hee-hee
Say, look-it-hee
(Yeah)
You've got on a thirty-five dollar bow tie
(Hmm, that right)
Fifty-five dollar white shirt
(Uh-huh)
Hundred n' fifty dollar coat
(Sho nuff)
Eighty-five dollar pair a pants
(Yeah)
Sixty-five dollar pair a shoes
(A-ha)
And no underwear
(That's alright)
(The reason I ain't wearin' none a them
Yo' wife couldn't afford to buy 'em)
He-hee
(Hey, there!)
Yeah
(I don't need you to play that thing)
You act like I could be replaced, huh?
(There's other guitar players, ya know)
Ain't no mo' like me!
(I know it, one like you is enough!)
He-hee
Ooh-ooh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-oooh
Tell you don't love me baby
You don't love me, I know
You been takin'
Takin' all my money and all my clothes
You been takin'
All my money and my clothes
Well, you told some-a your friends
That you was gon' to send me outdo's
(Tell us about it!)
You been takin'
Takin' all my money and all my clothes
You been takin'
Takin' all my money and all my clothes
Please don't leave me
Please don't never, never, go
Please don't leave me
Please don't never, never, go
Well, I'll loose my mind
The great grand-pappy when the land was young
Barred his do' wit' a wagon tongue
Oooh-ho-ho-ho-ho
When the times got tough and redskins smart
Said his prayers with his shotgun cocked
Oh-oh-oh, whoa-ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-whoa-oh
The great grand-pappy was a busy man
Cooked his grub in a fryin' pan
Picked his teeth with a huntin' knife
He wore the same suit all-a his life
Oh-oh, ooo-oh-ooo, ooo-ooo
A-ay-oh
(Guitar & piano)
Twenty-one children, came to be blessed
The old man's house in the wilderness
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-a-whoa-oh
Doubt his story if you can
The great grand-pappy was a busy man
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh-hoo! (ah-hoo)
Ooow
FADES-
All night and the night befo'
(Don't let it go)
Somebody kept a-knockin' on the do'
(Don't let it go)
Got up and see what the noise
(Don't let it go)
Spot myself a rowdy young boy
(Don't let it go)
Put on my hat, put on my shoes
(Don't let it go)
I ran out the do' to see what I could do
(Don't let it go)
They were singin' a song called
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
Look out here come the rhythm boys
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
I was out there shakin' their hands
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
One cat broke out singin', I'm A Man'
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go
(Don't let it go)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go (yeah, yeah)
(Don't let it go)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Don't let it go)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go
(Don't let it go)
We've changed the tune and start singin' a song
(Don't let it go)
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
I like yo' woman ain't gon' do no harm
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
I said, 'Get away beer boy, your mind's messed up'
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
She bring me my coffee in her favorite cup
(Boo-hoo-hoo)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go
(Don't let it go)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go
Oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Don't let it go)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go
(Don't let it go)
Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Hold on to what you got but don't let go
(Don't let it go)
Goin' start to singin', you're singin' in vain
(Don't let it go)
I like a-yo woman, it's a cryin' shame
(Don't let it go)
I said, 'No, no, no, that won't work, here'
(Don't let it go)
You better go back, grow up, come back next year
(Don't let it go)
She said, 'Hold on to what you got but don't let it go'
(Don't let it go)
She said, 'Hold on to what you got but don't let it go'
(Don't let it go)
She said, 'Hold on to what you got but don't let it go'
(Don't let it go)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)
(Say, hey)
(Don't let it go)
(Say, hey)
FADES-
(Say, hey)
(Don't let it go)
(Say, hey)
Duet intro:
Ooh-ooh baby, I love you, yeah
Ooh-ooh baby, I love you
Bo spoken:
Wait a minute!
You know my woman told me, she said
'Bo Diddley, I love you but I"m leavin'
I say, 'What? '
She say, 'I love you but I'm leavin' you'
And I say, 'Baby? '
And she kept sayin, 'Whoa, baby I love you'
What you say, girl?
(Whoa-ooh, baby, I love you)
Wow!
Somethin' wrong here, someplace
(Whoa-oh baby, I love you)
Wait a minute!
She said, 'Here's the key to all'v your locks
Take my name off of yo' mailbox
Here's the key to yo' Cadillac
I got my own parked right out back'
I said, 'What? '
It's somethin' wrong here
And she kept talkin' 'bout, I love you
Fellas, let me tell you somethin'
(Whoa-ooh baby, I love you)
Ha, ha, ha
Wooow, woo, somethin' wrong
(Whoa-oh baby, I love (need) you
Wait a minute!
Let me tell you what else she told me
She said, 'You know one thing, Diddley
I got all my bags packed
In the middle of the dining room flo'
I'm all packed and ready to go'
I said, 'But baby, whoa baby, baby, baby'
And then she told me, she said
'Got my own place with some brand new lock
I'm gonna tell the mailman I got a brand new box'
I said, (whoa-ooh baby, I love you)
Woo, you ain't jivin' are you?
There's somethin' wrong some place
She kept talkin' 'bout
Ooo, baby (I want you)
I love you (I love you)
(I need you)
(I love you) I love you
I've got a little woman
She ain't very tall
She says she loves me
Me, best of all
She's my woman
All in all
She's my lover
And she's my ball
I roll around
I have a lot of fun
She always whispers to me, softly
Said, 'Bo Diddley, you the one'
Oh, yea
Oh, yea
Oh, yea
Sho' nuff'
I hold her in my arms
And I kiss her real gentle
She says, 'Mmm, my'
I'm feelin' real red hot'
Take it easy, baby
Yo' temperature runnin' hot!
You gon' stagger after me, wonderin'
A-baby, what you gots
You my ball
You my rubber ball
Mmm-mmm
Whoa, yea
Whoa, yea
Whoa, yea
Oh, yea
I picked up the telephone
And called her pa at home
He said, 'Hey, little boy'
'You better let my daughter alone'
I says, 'Oh, yea'
He says, Oh, yea'
I says, 'Um-hmm'
He says, 'You know, yea'
Her mother got mad
And started to jump 'n shout
They started to run down there
And have the cops to carry me out
I says, 'Oh, yea'
She says, 'Um-hmm'
I says, 'Oh, yea'
Her pop says, 'Sho nuff'
I says, 'But I love her'
I love her
I love her
I love her
FADES-
I love her
Mona, I need you
Mona, ooo-ooo, Mona
Yeah! Yeah-yeah-yeah!
Mona
Ooh-ooo-ooo, Mona
Tell ya Mona, what I wanna do
Get-a my house a-next door to you
Can I see you sometime?
A-we could go kissin' through the blind
Can you come out in the front do'?
Listen to my heart go bumpbity-bump
I'll lead you baby, that's no lie
Without your love I will surely die
Hey-ay, Mona
Ooo-ooo, Mona
Hey! Whoa-oh, whoa-ooh, Mona
Hey-aay! Mona
(Guitar)
Hey-Hey-aay, Mona
Ooh-ooh, Mona
Can you come out on the front?
Listen to my heart go bumpity-bump
Hey little baby, that's no lie
Without your love I will surely die.
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, you got a runnin' machine
A-baby, baby, ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Well, Josephine drivin' a hot rod Ford
Twin carburator will eat up the road
Twin exhaust stickin' out the rear
Somethin' that will really take away from here
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine, you got a runnin' machine
Baby, baby, ride on a-Josephine, baby ride on
Josephine's Ford begin to run hot
She tried to trade it in at a used car lot
The man couldn't believe his nat'ral eyes
When she pulled it in to his drive
Ride on, Josephine, ride on
Say, Josephine!
(Ride on Josephine, ride on)
Josephine, child yo' tank is leakin' gas!
(Ride on Josephine, ride on)
Say what?
Baby, you better shut up and come on ride wit' me
Ye-aah, you better ride with me
You say I better mind my business?
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
You got business baby, you, you good business!
I just lo-oo-oo-ve good business! (it's sho' good)
(Oh, yeah)
You say, what kind of car I drivin'? (maroon '40 Ford)
Well, I-I'ma
I'm drivin' a '48 Cadillac
With Thunderbird wings
Tellin' you baby, that's a runnin' thing
I got wings that'll open
And get her in the air
I think I can take it away from here
A-ride on Josephine, ride on
Ride on, Josephine, ride on
Ride on Josephine
Child, you got a runnin' machine
A-baby, baby, ride on Josephine, baby ride on
Well, I bl, bl, believe you, baby
'Cause you-a, you-a, you ain't, been flagged
He-he
I'm goin'
Goodbye!
(Ellas McDaniel) 1960
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger,
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger,
Yeh, ah-ha,
Yeh, ah-ha,
I've got a story I really want to tell,
About Bo Diddley at the O-K Corral,
Now, Bo Diddley didn't stand no mess,
He wore a gun on his hip and a rose on his chest,
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger,
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger,
Yeh, ah-ha (he must be!),
Yeh, ah-ha (sure 'nuff!),
When Bo Diddley come to town,
The streets get empty and the sun go down,
Sheriff's standing in the doorway,
You know he's so scared to say.
Yeh, ah-ha,
Yeh, ah-ha,
Bo Diddley's a gunslinger,
'All Aboard!'
Bo Spoken w/engineer responding)
Let me get in here and get me a ticket.
Say man, look here, is this the Down Home Special?
(Yes!)
Well, gimme a ticket then, man.
(What ticket, man?)
A ticket to McComb, Mississippi.
(McComb?)
Yeah, McComb.
(I thought you was goin' to Appaloosa)
Ha, ha, ha, Yeah, I'm goin' to Appaloosa, alright.
The train goin' through there but I ain't gettin' off!
Sings:
I'm goin' home to see my babe, fair
I'm goin' home, see my baby
I'm goin' home, see my baby
And I don't, doggone, mean maybe
Been workin' like I never did before
Just made a lot of money
To get to my baby's door
Been through Appaloosa
Been to Tennessee
Been up in a airplane
Even out on the sea
I can't find a woman
To satis-satisfy me
Got a woman in the country
One in the city, too
I have got to find a woman
That thrill me through and through
I'm goin' home, see my baby
I'm goin' home to see my baby
I'm goin' home to see my baby
And I don't, don't, mean maybe
(McComb!)
Travel two days
And two nights long
Snow, storm, rainy weather
Get back in yo' arms
I'm goin' home to see my baby
I'm goin' home to see my baby
(All arrive for McComb!)
(McComb!)
FADES-
Ooh-ho-ho, baby
Oh-ho-ho-ho, oh-ho-oh
Oh-ho, love you so
All of my life I've been loving you
I wonder baby, what you gonna do?
You tell me baby that your love is real
How can I win you if you won't keep still?
'Cause I, I-I-adore
Oh-oh, I love you, so
Baby, baby, sugar, honey
I love you, no no
Little baby girl, I will do
Just to prove, baby, that I love you
'Cause I-I-I-I found love
Oh-ho-ho-ooh-oh
Yeah, oh, love you so
(Instrumental)
Come on, pretty baby
Come on, pretty baby
Come on, pretty baby
FADES-
Come on
Spoken Story:
I was drivin' home on the boulevard
Late one night, when I spied a guy over
On the corner, bummin' all alone.
Now, as I passed him by I heard him holler out, 'Hey! '
I slowed down, see what he said
He hollers-a, 'A-by any chance are you goin' my way? '
I say, 'Why sho' baby, hop on in and gimme a cigarette'
Just then he reached down in his pockets
And that was the moment I regret.
Sings:
He hollered, 'Reach for the sky'
I said, 'But I don't understand, sir? '
'Don't try no monkey business
I've got a stopper in my hand'
Spoken:
And then, he says-a, 'A-look-here, you see this here
I got in my hand, this is a.38 pistol, built on a.45 frame
Shoots tombstone bullets and a ball and chain'.
He said, 'Now, I ain't tryin' to shake you up'
(And I) 'But I just want you to know, if the cops
Start to crowd me any, you gon' be the first to go'
'So, now look-here, don't even look back
You just drive on just like ain't nothin' happenin'
That's what he told me. He wouldn't even let me look
Back at nothin'.
He say, 'When I get to that red light' he wanted me
To go to my left and then jump back to my right.
He says, 'Now-a, I want you to drive up in that alley.'
'Uh-uh, not in that alley, that, that one over there'
'And cool it behind that liquor sto' and keep a sharp
Lookout at all times while I sneak in that back do'.
That's what he told me!
He say, 'Keep my foot on the gas and always
Be on guard, 'cause when he come runnin' out there
Wit' all that money, he wanted me to mash on it real hard!
He said, 'Now, don't let him come out a-d'ere and find me
A-double-crossed' Because he'd murder when the heat's on.
Sings:
Reach for the sky
I said, 'But I don't understand, sir'
Don't try no monkey business
I've got the stopper in my hand
Ooo-we, while I was sittin' there just s'ramblin'
A spotlight hit me dead in the face.
The cop pulled up behind me and said
'Move up alittle bit, man, for we wanna take your place'
And then this guy come runnin' outta the sto'
With the money in his hand and said, 'Oh, there you are! '
Ha, he made a mistake in the dark and ran and leaped
In the police car.
When they put the handcuffs on him
I said, 'Child, yo' crime have outgrew him'
And then they said, 'Yeah, we gonna' put him
So far back in jail this time, 'till they gonna have
I don't want no Cadillac
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
One I got, I'm gonna take it back
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Come out the house, early in the mornin'
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Both flat tires, didn't give me no warnin'
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Ooh, ooh, Cadillac
Looked in the trunk, there wasn't no jack
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
You know I'm gonna take this Cadillac back
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Willie an-a Lillie come a-walkin' up the street
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Doin' a little wiggle, makin' fun of me
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Ooh, ooh, Cadillac
(Yeah)
(Instrumental & tenor sax)
Come to the car but the car wouldn't start
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Cadillac is breakin' my heart
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Got it started, pulled in empty on drive
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
Keys to believe in natural lies.
(C.A.D.I.L.L.A.C)
(Ooh, ooh) Cadillac
(Yeah-ay)
(Jerome Green) 1956
(BO DIDDLEY): Well, every day I work,
Bringing home my pay,
Come to find out baby,
You've bin giving my money away.
Tell me baby,
What you tryin' to do?
You ain't seen me hummin',
Like you used to do.
Tell me mama,
What's wrong with you?
You know pretty baby,
I'm so crazy 'bout you.
(JEROME GREEN): All you pretty women,
Bring it to my home,
You don't have to worry,
I won't do you no wrong.
Bring it on home,
Bring it to Jerome,
Bring it on home,
Bring it to Jerome.
Look here pretty baby,
This mess I won't stand,
All the other women,
Say you got another man.
Bring it on home,
Bring it to Jerome,
Bring it on home,
Dancing Girl Trk 17 Disc 1
(Ellas McDaniel)
Bo Diddley
Bo Diddley - vocal & guitar, Clifton James - drums
Jody Williams - guitar Gerome Green - maracas.
Recorded Nov. 10, 1955, Chicago. Originally on
Album: Bo Diddley I'm A Man - The Chess Masters 1955-
1958
B0009231-02 Hipo Select (Geffen) 2007.
Runnin' for the dance hall
Lightnin' speed
Lookin' for my baby
Wonder was she dead?
Run on the stage
Gotta do my dance
What a minute, baby
Won't you give me a chance?
Jumped on the stage
And started jumpin' around
Couple more lessons
And I'll have it down
Get back, baby
And wait for yo' turn
This dance a-take
A lotta time to learn
Left foot out
And the right one behind
Couple more lessons
You'll have it on style
Dance all night
Dance all day
Stay up little girl
Wouldn't let me get away
Run out the dance hall
I was goin' around the world
Tried to get away
From that dancin' girl
Holler, 'Bo Diddley, wait for me!'
(Ho-ome)
(Crawl home)
You gonna be sorry that you left me alone
(You're going to be sorry)
Packed your bags and now you gone
(You're going to be sorry)
Tried ev'rything to get along with you
(You're going to be sorry)
I tried ev'ry little thing I knew how to do
(You're going to be sorry)
You don't love me, don't love me no mo'
Was that the reason why you wanna go-ooh
Back home?
(Go-ooh) back home
Told you baby that I will roam
(You're going to be sorry)
But all you could say was
You wanted to go home
(You're going to be sorry)
You know baby that I love you so
(You're going to be sorry)
Ain't no way that I can let you go
(You're going to be sorry)
You don't love me, that I know
A-that's the reason why you wanna
Go back ho-oome (back home)
Yea-ah! (go back crawlin')
(Crawl, back home)
Tell her!
Drive off in yo' droptop
She's bout to pack up, your trunk now
She's going to pack all, your clothes up
You better lock up, your droptop
You got to walk back, to yo' bus stop
She got the droptop, you got a bus stop
You got to lock up, your droptop
She's packin' her trunk, in your droptop
Give up, you messed up, she got the droptop
Give up, you messed up, you let it go, so
You pack the trunk up, she's at a bus stop
You pack the trunk up, she got her droptop
Tell her!
My own fault, you stole my droptop
You bout to drop by, to my bus stop
You bout to drive by, to my bus stop
You bout to walk back, to the bus stop
You got to walk back to the bus stop
You got to walk back to the bus stop
Too bad you walked out, to the bus stop
Too bad you walked out, with the droptop
You bet you messed up, you better come back
You got to walk back, to that bus stop
She packed your trunks up, she's so fucked up
She packed your trunks up, she's so fucked up
Tell her!
You're fucked, so fucked up
You bout to fuck up, she's so fucked up
You going to fuck up, she's so fucked up
You bout to fuck up, with my droptop
You got to walk out, cause you're fucked up
You got to walk now, cause you fucked up
You got to walk out, cause you're fucked up
You bout to mess up, cause you're fucked up
Too bad you messed up, cause you're fucked up
You got the the droptop, cause you're fucked up
Too bad your luck's up, with my droptop
Too bad your luck's up, she's so fucked up
Took ya downtown just the other day
(You're going to be sorry)
People begin to crowd around and say
'You're going to be sorry'
You don't love me, love me, no mo'
(You're going to be sorry)
That the reason why you wanna go
(You're going to be sorry)
You don't love me, love me no mo'
But 'at a reason why you wanna go
Back ho-ome, back home
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
(Craa-awl) back home
(Too-bad-you-fucked-up, she-fucked-up-now)
(Too-bad-you-walked-off, you-re so-fucked-up).
*Three different lines sung for each line of the chorus.
By three vocalist or dubbed. These lines are practically
Disguised by the instruments and the shoo-bop do-wop
Sounds, yet amazingly audible with headphone listening.
(Ellas McDaniel) 1955
Bo Diddley bought his babe a diamond ring,
If that diamond ring don't shine,
He gonna take it to a private eye,
If that private eye can't see
He'd better not take the ring from me.
Bo Diddley caught a nanny goat,
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat,
Bo Diddley caught a bear cat,
To make his pretty baby a Sunday hat.
Mojo come to my house, ya black cat bone,
Take my baby away from home,
Ugly ole mojo, where ya bin,
Up your house, and gone again.
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley have you heard?
All I wanna be, baby
Is just be around you
All I wanna be, baby
Is just be around you
I like to hug and kiss you
And watch ev'ry little thing you do
Don't pay no attention
To ev'rything people say
Don't pay no attention
To ev'rything that people say
All I want, pretty baby
Is just to be with you both night and day
Just tell me, darlin'
If you appreciate my company
Just tell me darlin'
If you appreciate my comp'ny
All the time, baby
You I will be
Come on
Come on, little girl, just come on
Come on
Just come on little girl, come on
You know I can't leave you
I can't stand to see you be alone
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you day and night
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you both day and night
Just stand here an watch me
(Willie Dixon) 1962
You can't judge an apple by looking at a tree,
You can't judge honey by looking at the bee,
You can't judge a daughter by looking at the mother,
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover.
Oh can't you see,
Oh you misjudge me,
I look like a farmer,
But I'm a lover,
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover.
Oh come on in closer baby,
Hear what else I gotta say!
You got your radio turned down too low,
Turn it up!
You can't judge sugar by looking at the cane,
You can't judge a woman by looking at her man,
You can't judge a sister by looking at her brother,
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover.
Oh can't you see,
Oh you misjudge me,
I look like a farmer,
But I'm a Lover,
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover.
You can't judge a fish by lookin' in the pond,
You can't judge right from looking at the wrong,
You can't judge one by looking at the other,
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover.
Oh can't you see,
Oh you misjudge me,
I look like a farmer,
But I'm a lover,
(Ellas McDaniel) 1958
Oh (hush your mouth!)
Oh (hush your mouth!)
Hey little baby don't you cry,
Mama gonna drop around,
Hey little baby don't say a word,
Mama gonna whoop you 'bout somethin' you heard.
Oh (hush your mouth!)
Oh (hush your mouth!)
Mama gonna buy you a diamond ring,
If that diamond ring's brass,
Mama gonna buy a lookin' glass,
If that lookin' glass is broke,
Mama gonna buy a horse and coach,
If that horse and coach turn over,
Mama gonna buy you a dog named Rover.
Oh (hush your mouth!)
Oh (hush your mouth!)
Oh (hush your mouth!)
Oh (Hush your mouth!)
A coonskin alligator hide,
Make into shoes baby, jus' like mine,
Don't be scared to put 'em on your feet,
Scared 'bout me, jus' can't be beat.
Hush your mouth!
(Deed and deed and deed I do)
(Bo, deed and deed and deed I do)
(Bo, Bo, deed and deed and deed I do)
(Love you baby, yes I do)
Come on baby let me walk you home
You know why the world won't do you no wrong
Because I love you, so
(Love you baby, yes I know)
And deed and deed and deed I do
And deed and deed and deed I do
(Bo-Bo) deed and deed and deed I do
(Love you baby, a-please be true)
Can I meet yo mom and dad
A-you the pretty girl I ever had
Because I love you so
(Love you baby, a-this I know)
Can I tell your mom and pa
That I want you for my own
Do you know that I love you so
(Love you baby, a-this I know)
We were walkin' in the rain
I'm gonna tell you pretty baby
You're a pretty thing
Because I love you, so
(Love you baby, a-this I know)
Come on baby, lend me one kiss
I wanna be sho' to come near
Because I love you, so
(Love you baby, a-please don't go)
I love you, love you, yes
Oh pretty baby, our love will never last
Cause I love you, so
(Love you baby, this I know)
(Deed, deed and deed and deed I do)
(Bo-Bo, deed and deed and deed I do)
(Bo-Bo, deed and deed and deed I do)
(Pretty baby, deed and deed I do)
FADES-
(Oh, in deed and deed and deed I do)
(Bo, deed and deed and deed I do)
Ooooh
You always hollin' bout wherever I been
(Ooo-ooo-ooo)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
Y'always screamin' 'bout the money I spend
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
What's buggin' you?
(Yeah, yeah, you're crackin' up)
I do your laundry and your cookin', too
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
What for a woman, can I man like me do?
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
You're buggin' me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, you're crackin' up)
(Instrumental)
I stalled you woman a long time a go
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
I used to cook your meals and bring to your door
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
I'm all fed up
(Yeah, yeah)
(You buggin' me)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
FADES-
(Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da)
Clap yo' hands and now stomp yo' feet
Bo Diddley back in the driver's seat
Speed down the highway doin' ninety-five
Ain't nobody gonna pass me by
Hey, a matter of fact, now I'm feelin' fine
(Bo Diddley, back to meet sixty-nine)
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
Child come get it, well you lookin' fine
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
It feels so good, do it one mo' time
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
Jump down, turn around and clap yo' hands
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
It feels so good wanna do it, again
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
Baby, and I'm back, and I see it's full
(Bo Diddley, back to meet sixty-nine)
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley) 1:15
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
(Bo-oh) *
(Bo Diddley, Bo-Bo, Bo Diddley)
(Bo-oh) *
(Bo Diddley, Bo knows his business)
(Bo-oh) *
(Bo's business, Bo knows his business)
(Bo-oh)*
(Bo's business, Bo knows his business)
(Hey, Bo Diddley, now where ya been?)
Been around the world and now I'm back, again
(Hey, Bo Diddley, now what'd you see?)
I saw a thousand girls chasin' after me
(Hey, Bo Diddley, now what'd you do?)
Married ev'ryone of 'em, but they got duped
Hey, glad that I'm back and I'm feelin' fine
(Bo Diddley, back to meet sixty-nine)
(Bo Diddley, don't fuck with anything) 2:19
(Bo Diddley, don't fuck with anything)
(Bo-oh-oh)
(Bo's business, Bo knows his business)
(Ooh) )
(Bo's business, Bo knows his business)
(Bo-oh
(Bo's business, Bo knows his business)
(Bo-ooh-ooh
(Bo's business, Bo knows his business)
FADES-
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her house
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her house
We don't care what mama don't like
We'll do the twist 'till mama gettin' back, well
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her house
Mama don't want no dancin' in her home
Mama don't want no dancin' in her home, yeah!
We don't care what mama don't like
We gonna do the chicken all night
Well, mama don't allow no dancin' in her home
Yeah!
We don't care, mama don't like
We don't care, that mama don't like
We don''t care what mama don't like
We gonna do the pony 'till mama get mad at us
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her home
Yeah! Have Mercy!
(Instrumental and harp)
Well, mama don't want no twistin' in her house, yeah!
Mama don't want no twistin' in her house
We don't care what mama don't like
We'll do the chicken 'till mama get mad at us
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her house
Yea-yeaah!
We don't care what mama don't like
We don't care what mama don't like
We don't care what mama don't like
A-we gonna do the pony 'till mama get back
Yea-yeah!
Mama don't allow no chicken in her house
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her house
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her house
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her home
Mama don't allow no chicken in her house
'Get off that rug, boy!'
Mama don't allow no twistin' in her house
(Ellas McDaniel) 1956
I walk 47 miles of barbed wire,
I use a cobra-snake for a necktie,
I got a brand new house on the roadside,
Made from rattlesnake hide,
I got a brand new chimney made on top,
Made out of a human skull,
Now come on take a walk with me, Arlene,
And tell me, who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Tombstone hand and a graveyard mine,
Just 22 and I don't mind dying.
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
I rode around the town, use a rattlesnake whip,
Take it easy Arlene, don't give me no lip,
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Night was dark, but the sky was blue,
Down the alley, the ice-wagon flew,
Heard a bump, and somebody screamed,
You should have heard just what I seen.
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Arlene took me by my hand,
And she said ooowee Bo, you know I understand.
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
Who do you love?
I was born one night about twelve o'clock
(Ha-ha-ha)
I come in this world playin' a gold guitar
My father was around stickin' out his chest
(Hee-hee)
A-now, mama this boy he gon fee' you a mess
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Yeah! Yea-ha, Ooh, uh-huh
Now, people came from miles around
Yeah, just to hear my little guitar sound
Now, some of 'em said I had what it takes
If I keep on practice I'd be famous one day
(Ha-ha)
Woo, I'm a mess!
I'm a killer-diller
Uh-huh, yea-hey, a-uh, uh-huh
Early in the middle of the night
A car drove up with four headlights
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Now, a man stepped out wit' a long cigar
He said, 'Sign this line and I can make you a star'
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I said, 'Now, what's in it man, what's in it for me?'
He says, 'I'd, play yo' guitar son and wait an see'
Here I am! (heh-heh-heh, heeee)
The girls liked me, they say, 'It's crazy, it sound nice
Uuh-uuh
My first engagement was in Chicago
I played fo' some people I'd never seen before
It was good too (ha-ha-ha-ha)
They like it
Sound nice
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Yeah, ah-ha-ha-ha
Yeah, man
FADES-
I'm killer-diller
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