Back Door Man Songtext
von Willie Dixon

I am the back door man
I am the back door man
Well the men don′t know
But the little girls they understand

When everybody is a-tryin' to sleep
I′m somewhere makin' my midnight creep
And every mornin' when the rooster crows
He′s tellin′ me that it's the time to go

I am the back door man
I am the back door man
Well the men don′t know
But the little girls they understand


Well they took me to the doctor shot full of holes
The night she cried "Save his soul"
I was accused of murder in the first degree
The judge's wife cried "Let the man go free"

I am the back door man
I am the back door man
Well the men don′t know
But the little girls they understand

I was accused of murder in the first degree
The judge's wife cried "Let the man go free"
The cop′s wife cried "Don't take him down
I'd rather be in six feet of ground"

I am the back door man
I am the back door man
Well the men don′t know
But the little girls they understand


I am the back door man
I am the back door man
Well the men don′t know
But the little girls they understand