Song | The Story Of Bo Diddley |
Artist | The Animals |
Album | The Complete Animals |
作曲 : Eric Burdon/Ellas McDaniel | |
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 |
zuò qǔ : Eric Burdon Ellas McDaniel | |
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 handjive 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 |