Bo Diddley [German translation]

Bo Diddley had a farm

On that farm he had some women

Women here, women there

Women, women, women everywhere

But one little girl lived on a hill

She rustled and tussled like Buffalo Bill

One day she decided she'd go for a ride

With a pistol and a sword by her side

She rode right up to my front door

Knocked and knocked 'till her fist got sore

When she turned and walked away

All you could hear my baby say :

Hey! Bo Diddley

Hey! Bo Diddley

Hey! Bo Diddley

Saw my baby run across the field

Slippin' and sliddin' like an automobile

Hollered at my baby and told her to wait

Slipped off from me like a Cadillac-8

Hey! Bo Diddley

Hey! Bo Diddley

Hey! Bo Diddley