| 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 |