Backwoods Lyrics

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, oh no
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, oh no
Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now
Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now
Oh, well, Mr. Uplift Mofo, my man Bo Diddley Hit sippin' a bottle of nickle ripple Playin' the lickity split finger licking licks For all you wicked city slick chicks
And all you nitty gritty hicks You'll make your nipples ripple You'll make you wanna dip your dipple You'll making you wanna soak your hickory stick That's right
Because my man has a grip on it And I do mean on it [Incomprehensible] Which brings to mind A very sinister minister kind of guy
A man named Little Richard Who was 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 milks his cow The Howling Wolf will howl And since time don't allow You all can take me to your backwoods now [Incomprehensible]
Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods