Backwoods

Someone spilled blood many years ago

Someone spilled blood but do you know

That from the backwoods

Where the Chuck Berrys grow

Come your long tall

Daddies of a rock and roll

Take me to your Backwoods now

Take me to your Backwoods now

Spinning' down from the clouds

Like a tornado

Spinnin' out of control

Like a psychedelic soul

With a rhythm hittin' harder

Than Larry Holmes

Come your long tall

Daddies of rock and roll

Take me to your Backwoods now

Take me to your Backwoods now

Mr. Uplift Mofo - my man Bo Diddley

Hit sippin' a bottle of nickle ripple

Play the lickity split finger licking licks

For all you wicked city slick chicks

And all you nitty gritty hick

We'll make your nipples ripple

Make you wanna dip your dipple

Make you wanna soak your hickory stick

Because my man has a grip on it

And I do mean on it

Which brings to mind

A very sinister minister kind of guy

A man named Little Richard

Born to make them bitches stir

That's right he'll make the sweet substance drip

From the middle of your hillbilly lips

And like the farmer milk his cow

The Howling Wolf will howl

And since times does allow

You all can

Take me to your Backwoods now

Take me to your Backwoods now

Take me to your Backwoods now