Bo Diddley done had a farm (Hey, Bo Diddley) On that farm he had some women (Hey, Bo Diddley) Women here and women there (Hey, Bo Diddley) Women, women, women everywhere (Hey, Bo Diddley) But one little girl lived on a hill (Hey, Bo Diddley) She rustled and tussled like Buffalo Bill (Hey, Bo Diddley) One day she decided she'd go for a ride (Hey, Bo Diddley) With a pistol and a sword by her side (Hey, Bo Diddley) She rolled right up to my front door (Hey, Bo Diddley) Knocked an' knocked 'til her fist got sore (Hey, Bo Diddley) When she turned and walked away (Hey, Bo Diddley) All I could hear my baby say (Hey, Bo Diddley) Hey, Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Hey, Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Oh, Bo Diddley (oh, Bo Diddley) Oh, Bo Diddley (oh, Bo Diddley) Saw my baby run across the field (Hey, Bo Diddley) Slippin' and slidin' like an automobile (Hey, Bo Diddley) Hollerin', my baby, got towed away (Hey, Bo Diddley) Slipped on from me like a Cadillac 8 (Hey, Bo Diddley) Hey, Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley) Oh, Bo Diddley (oh, Bo Diddley) Hey, Bo Diddley (hey, Bo Diddley)

(Hey Bo Diddley) (Hey Bo Diddley) (Hey Bo Diddley) (Hey Bo Diddley) Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley have you heard? Papa's gonna to buy you a mocking bird If that mocking bird don't sing Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring If that diamond ring don't shine Papa's gonna buy you a bottle of wine If that bottle of wine ain't right Papa's gonna take you out tonight (Ooooooh) (Ooooooh) If that mocking bird don't sing Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring If that diamond ring don't shine Papa's gonna buy you a bottle of wine (Ooooooh) (Ooooooh) If that bottle of wine ain't right Papa's gonna take you out tonight (Hey Bo Diddley) (Hey Bo Diddley) (Hey Bo Diddley) (Hey Bo Diddley)

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 Oh, oh Oh, oh All you pretty women Stand in line I can make love to you, baby In an hour's time I'm a man Spell M-A-N Man I'm goin' back down To Kansas soon Bring back the second cousin Little John, the conqueroo I'm a man Spell M-A-N Man Oh, oh Oh, oh The line I shoot Will never miss The way I make love to 'em They can't resist I'm a man I spell M-A-N Man

(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, O sweet baby, o sweet baby...

Now lets hear the story of Bo Diddley And the Rock n Roll scene in general Bo Diddley was born Ellis McDaniels In a place called McCoom, Missississipi about 1926 He moved to Chicago about 1938 Where his name was eventually changed to Bo Diddley He practiced the guitar everyday and sometimes into the night Till his papa's hair began to turn white His Pa said "Son, listen hear, I know You can stay but that guitar has just gotta go" So he pulled his hat down over his eyes Headed out for them Western Skies I think Bob Dylan said that, he hit New York City He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem Good scene there, everybody raving One day, one night, came a Cadillac with four head lights Came a man with a big, long, fat, cigar said, "C'mere son, I'm gonna make you a star" Bo Diddley said, "Uh.whats in it for me?" Man said, "Shut your mouth son, Play the guitar and you just wait and see" Well, that boy 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 named Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm He changed it into hand-jive and it went like this In a little old country town one day A little old country band began to play Add two guirtars and a beat up saxophone When the drummer said, boy, those cats begin to roam Oh baby oh we oh oh Ooh la la that rock and roll Ya hear me oh we oh oh Ooh la la that rock and roll Then in 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 And you got discs like, ah... Take good care of my baby Please don't ever make her blue and so forth About, ah, one year later in a place called Liverpool in England Four young guys with mop haircuts began to sing stuff like, ah... It's been a hard days night and I've been working like a dog and so on In a place called Richmond in Surrey, whay down in the deep south They got guys with long hair down their back singing I wanna be your lover baby I wanna be your man yeah and all that jazz Now we've doing this number, Bo Diddley, for quite some time now Bo Diddley visited this country last year We were playing at the Club A Gogo in Newcastle, our home town The doors opened one night and to our surprise Walked in the man himself, Bo Diddley Along with him was Jerome Green, his maraca man, And the Duchess, his gorgeous sister And a we were doing this number Along with them came the Rolling Stones, the Mersey Beats, They're all standing around diggin' it And I overheard Bo Diddley talkin' He turned around to Jermone Green And he said, "Hey, Jerome? What do you think these guys Doin' our.our material?" Jerome said, "Uh, where's the bar, man? Please show me to the bar..." He turned around the Duchess And he said, "Hey Duchess... what do you think of these young guys Doin' our material?" She said, "I don't know. I only came across here To see the changin' of the guards and all that jazz." Well, Bo Diddley looked up and said to me, 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 I ever heard in my life..." Hey Bo Diddley Oh Bo Diddley Yeah Bo Diddley Oh Bo Diddley Yeah Bo Diddley

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