Someone spilled blood many years ago
Someone spilled blood but do you know
That from the backwoods
Where the Chuck Berries grow
Come your long tall
Daddies of a rock and roll
Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now
Spinning' down from the clouds Spinnin' out of control
Like a tornado
With a rhythm hittin' harder
Than Larry Holmes
Like a psychedelic soul
Come your long tall
Daddies of rock and roll
Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now
Take me to your backwoods now Take me to your backwoods now
Play the lickity split finger licking licks
Mr Uplift Mofo Hit sippin' a bottle of nickle ripple
For all you wicked city slick chicks And all you nitty gritty hick
We'll make your nipples ripple
Make you wanna dip your dipple
Make you wanna soak your hickory stick
Because my man has a grip on it
That's right
And I do mean on it
A very sinister minister kind of guy
Which brings to mind
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
You all can take me to your backwoods now
The Howling Wolf will howl And since times does allow
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.
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