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

Bo Diddley buy baby 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 better not take that ring from me Won't you come to my house back at home Take a-my baby on away from home Love a-that photo, where ya been Up to your house and gone again Bo Diddley caught a fat cat To make a-pretty baby a Sunday hat Bo Diddley caught him a nanny goat To make a pretty baby a Sunday coat Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley have you heard My pretty baby says she wants a bird

(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

Puedes pedirme la luna, ¡qué locura! Fijo que te traigo un queso Puedes pedirme amor, ¡ay qué dolor! Al precio que está la carne Me conformo con un beso Ni tú eres la princesa de de este cuento Ni a besos vas a convertirme en rana Es poco lo que tengo El oro de mi tiempo La flor de mis neuronas Y por supuesto la luna Es poco lo que tengo El oro de mi tiempo La flor de mis neuronas Y por supuesto la luna Y hace tiempo que sé Que el mundo no es mío ni mi hogar Paso por la vida de alquiler De turismo sexual Si la vida es una orgía Yo voy a de paja mental Tiriti traun traun traun Es poco lo que tengo El oro de mi tiempo La flor de mis neuronas Y por supuesto la luna Es poco lo que tengo El oro de mi tiempo La flor de mis neuronas Y por supuesto la luna Es poco lo que tengo El oro de mi tiempo La flor de mis neuronas Y por supuesto la luna Es poco lo que tengo El oro de mi tiempo La flor de mis neuronas Y por supuesto la luna Es poco lo que tengo El oro de mi tiempo La flor de mis neuronas Y por supuesto la luna

No dejaba de escribir Sin saber lo que escribía Cada noche que lo intento Se me vuelve a hacer de día Y tú siempre te burlas de mí A ti siempre te sale a cuenta Tú tienes el defecto y la ventaja De tu frágil conciencia Oh, no quiero pensar, no quiero sufrir La duda y el miedo que da tener que seguir Quiero ser feliz Solo porque hoy es hoy Por todo lo que fui Por todo lo que ya no soy Por un final feliz También por lo que se rompió Porque me vuelvo a casa Aunque me lleve a rastras a un pobre corazón Cuentos tan interminables Cuentos llenos de mentiras Cuentos que sin darte cuenta Se te acaban enseguida Yo solo tengo un vicio y tú lo sabes No conozco malas compañías Ni el casino de Torrelodones Ni al portero que le echó a Sabina Oh, no quiero pensar, no quiero sufrir La duda y el miedo que da tener que escribir Quiero ser feliz Solo porque hoy es hoy Por todo lo que fui Por todo lo que ya no soy Por un final feliz También por lo que se rompió Porque me vuelvo a casa Aunque me lleve a rastras a un pobre corazón Porque me vuelvo a casa Aunque me lleve a rastras a un viejo corazón Hay un fantasma que se sienta aquí a mi lado Para escuchar lo que nadie escucha Cuando estás en el sitio equivocado Puedes ver lo que todos ocultan Hay un fantasma que se sienta aquí a mi lado Para escuchar lo que nadie escucha Cuando estás en el sitio equivocado Puedes ver lo que todos ocultan

Dan dun, dan dun, dan dun, dan dan Dan dun, dan dun, dan dan dan Dan dun, dan dun, dan dun, dan dan Dan dun dan, dun dan dan dan Ya estoy aquí otra vez En la orillita del mar Mientras me mojo los pies He empezado a imaginar Tú sí que debes saber ¡Ay, si pudieras hablar! Tienes secretos que sé Nunca los vas a contar Guardas los suspiros De corazones rotos Y todas las miradas de los hombres que se sienten solos Dejas que la luna por la noche Te toque un poco Con la lucecita que ilumina los sueños locos Mi barco es de papel Pero saldré a navegar En la isla donde tú estés Allí quiero naufragar Y que me huela la piel A roca, espuma y a sal Dime qué tengo que hacer Para ser tu capitán Guardas los suspiros De corazones rotos Y todas las miradas de los hombres que se sienten solos Dejas que la luna por la noche Te toque un poco Con la lucecita que ilumina los sueños locos Guardas los suspiros De corazones rotos Y todas las miradas de los hombres que se sienten solos Dejas que la luna por la noche Te toque un poco Con la lucecita que ilumina los sueños locos Guardas los suspiros De corazones rotos Y todas las miradas de los hombres que se sienten solos Dejas que la luna por la noche Te toque un poco Con la lucecita que ilumina los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos Los sueños locos