Now lets hear the story of Bo Diddley
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And the Rock n Roll scene in general
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Bo Diddley was born Ellas McDaniels
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In a place called McComb, Missississipi about 1926
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He moved to Chicago about 1938
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Where his name was eventually changed to Bo Diddley
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He practiced the guitar everyday and sometimes into the night
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Till his papa's hair began to turn white
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His Pa said "Son, listen hear, I know
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You can stay but that guitar has just got to go"
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So he pulled his hat down over his eyes
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Headed on out for them Western Skies
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I think Bob Dylan said that
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He hit New York City
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He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem
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Good scene there everybody raving
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One day, one night, came a Cadillac, four head lights
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Came a man with a big, long, fat, cigar said,
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"C'mere son, I'm gonna make you a star"
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Bo Diddley said, "Uh..whats in it for me?"
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Man said, "Shut your mouth son,
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play your guitar and you just wait and see"
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Well, that boy made it, he made it real big
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And so did the rest of the rock n roll scene along with him
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And a white guy named Johnny Otis took Bo Diddleys rhythm
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He changed it into hand-jive and it went like this
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In a little old country town one day
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A little old country band began to play
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Add two guirtars and a beat up saxophone
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When the drummer said, boy, those cats begin to roam
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Oh baby oh we oh oh
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Ooh la la that rock and roll
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Ya hear me oh we oh oh
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Ooh la la that rock and roll
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Then in the U.S. music scene there was big changes made
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Due to circumstances beyond our control such as payola
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The rock n roll scene died after two years of solid rock
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And you got discs like, ah...
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Take good care of my baby
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Please don't ever make her blue and so forth
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About, ah, one year later in a place called Liverpool in England
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Four young lads with mop haircuts began to sing stuff like, ah...
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It's been a hard days night and I've been working like a dog and so on
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In a place called Richmond in Surrey, whay down in the deep south
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They got guys with long hair down their back singing
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I wanna be your lover baby I wanna be your man yeah and all that jazz
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Now we been doing this number of Bo Diddley for quite some time now
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Bo Diddley visited this country last year
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We were playing at the Club A Gogo in Newcastle, our home town
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And the doors opened one night and to our surprise
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Walked in the man himself, Bo Diddley
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Along with him was Jerome Green, his maraca man,
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And the Duchess, his gorgeous sister
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And a we were doing this number
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Along with them came the Rolling Stones, the Mersey Beats,
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They're all standing around diggin' it
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And I overheard Bo Diddley talkin'
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He turned around to Jerone Green
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And he said, "Hey, Jerome? What do you think these guys
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Doin' our..our material?"
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Jerome said, "Uh, where's the bar, man? Please show me to the bar..."
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He turned around the Duchess
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And he said, "Hey Duch...what do you think of these young guys
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Doin' our material?"
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She said, "I don't know. I only came across here
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To see the changin' of the guards and all that jazz."
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Well, Bo Diddley looked up at me and he said,
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With half closed eyes and a smile,
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He said "Man," took off his glasses,
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He said, "Man, that sure is the biggest load of rubbish
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I ever heard in my life..."
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Oh Bo Diddley
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Yeah Bo Diddley
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Oh Bo Diddley
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Yeah Bo Diddley
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Yeah Bo Diddley
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Yeah Bo Diddley
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Oh Biddley
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Yeah Bo Diddley
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The Story of Bo Diddley
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