Gunslinger (a/k/a Bo Diddley’s A Gunslinger)

Here's a little story that I really want to tell

It's about Bo Diddley at the O K Corral

Now Bo Diddley didn't start no mess

He had a gun on his hip and a rose on his vest

'Cause Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger

Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger

Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger

Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger

Bo Diddley buys him a diamond ring

If that diamond ring don't shine

He better take it to a private eye

If that private eye can't see

Well he better bring that ring to me

I said Yeah Bo Diddley yeah yeah Bo Diddley yeah

Yeah Bo Diddley huh yeah Bo Diddley hey yeah

I said Why'd ya come to my house

On Black Jack Road Take my baby away from home

Where'd you go or where you been

Up your house and gone again

I said Bo Diddley Bo Diddley have you heard

Hey Bo Diddley my pretty baby Kim she was a bird

Hey Bo Diddley I said Yeah Bo Diddley yeah

Yeah Bo Diddley yeah yeah Bo Diddley yeah huh

Yeah Bo Diddley yeah yeah child yeah

I said Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger

Bo Diddley's a gunslinger Bo Diddley's a gunslinger

Bo Diddley's a gunslinger