Bo Diddley done had a farm
Bo

On that farm he had some women
Bo
Women here and women there
Bo

Women, women, women everywhere

But one little girl lived on a hill
Bo
She rustled and tussled like Buffalo Bill
Bo
One day she decided she'd go for a ride
Bo

With a pistol and a sword by her side
She rolled right up to my front door
Bo
Knocked an' knocked 'til her fist got sore,
Bo
When she turned and walked away,
Bo
All I could hear my baby say
Bo
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
Bo
Slippin' and slidin' like an automobile
Bo
Hollerin', my baby, got towed away
Bo
Slipped on from me like a Cadillac 8
Bo
Hey, Bo Diddley, hey, Bo Diddley
Oh, Bo Diddley, oh, Bo Diddley
Hey, Bo Diddley, hey, Bo Diddley