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Lyrics for STORY OF BO DIDDLEY by The Animals:
| | | Artist: | The Animals |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | STORY OF BO DIDDLEY | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 66 | | | | Lyrics: | Now listen here to the story of Bo Diddley
The rock 'n roll scene in general
Bo
Diddley was born Ellis McDaniels
In a place called McCoom
In Mississippi about 1926
He moved to Chicago about 1938
Where his name was eventually changed to Bo Diddley
He practised the guitar every day and sometimes into the night
'till his papa's hair
began to turn white
His pa said "Son, listen here, I know"
"You can stay but, uh,
that guitar's just got to go"
So he pulled his hat down over his eyes
And headed on
out for them western skies
I think Bob Dylan said that
He hit New York City
He began to play the Apollo in Harlem
Good scene there
Everybody raved
One
day, one night
Came a Cadillac, four headlights
Came a man with a big long fat cigar
He said "Come here son, I'm going to make you a star"
Bo Diddley said "Uh, what's in
it for me?"
The man said "Uh, shut your mouth son and play the guitar"
"and you just
wait and see"
Well, Bo made it, he made it real big
And so did the rest of the Rock
'n Roll scene along with him
And a white guy called Johnny Otis took Bo Diddley's rhythm
And changed into hand jive
And it went like this:
In a little old
country town one day
A little old country man begin to play
Had two guitars and a
beat-up saxophone
When the drummer said ??? those cats begin to ???
Oh baby,
oooo we oh oh
Oooo la la that rock 'n roll
You hear me, oooo we oh oh
Oooo
la la that rock 'n roll
Then the U.S. music scene, there was big changes made
Due to circumstances beyond our control
Such as payola
The rock 'n roll scene died
after two years of solid rock
You got discs like, uh:
Take good care of my baby
Please don't ever make her blue
And so forth
About, uh, one year
later
In a place called Liverpool in England
Uh, four young guys with mop haircuts
Begin to sing stuff like, uh:
It's been a hard day's night
And I've been
workin' like a dog
And so on
A place called Richmond in Surrey
Way
down in the deep south
Where the guys had long hair down their backs sang:
I wanna
be your lover baby
I wanna be your man, yeah
And all that jazz
Well
we been doin' this number "Bo Diddley"
for quite some time now
Bo Diddley visited
this country last year
And we were playin' the Club A-Go-Go in Newcastle, our home town
And the doors opened one night
And to our surprise in walked the man himself, Bo
Diddley
Along with him was, uh, Jerome Green, his maraca man
And the Dutchess, his
gorgeous sister
Now we're doin', uh, we're doin' this number
Along with them came
Rolling Stones and The Mersey Beats
They're all standin' around diggin' it
And I
overheard Bo Diddley talkin'
He turned around to Jerome Green, he said
"Hey Jerome.
What do you think of these guys doin our, our material?"
Jerome said "Uh, where's the bar,
man. Please show me to the bar."
He turned around to the Dutchess and he said
"Hey
Dutch. What do you think of these young guys doin' our material?"
She said ah, "I don't
know. I only came across here to see the
changin' of the guards and all that jazz."
But Bo Diddley looked up at me and he said, uh
With half-closed eyes and a smile
He
said "Man". Took off his glasses. He said "Man"
"That sure is the biggest load of rubbish
ever heard in my life"
Hey Bo Diddley (Hey, Bo Diddley)
Oh Bo Diddley (Hey, Bo
Diddley)
Yeah Bo Diddley (Hey, Bo Diddley)
Oh Bo Diddley (Hey, Bo Diddley)
Yeah Bo Diddley (Hey, Bo Diddley)
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