Back Door Man by Sugar Blue

I am a back door man
I am a back door man
Well the men don't know
But the little girls understand

When everybody's sound asleep
I'm somewhere making my midnight creep
Every morning the rooster crow
Something tell me, I got to go

I am a back door man
I am a back door man
Well the men don't know
But little girls understand

They take me to the doctor, shot full o' holes
Nurse cried, "Please save his soul
Killed him for murder, first degree
Judge's wife cried, "Let the man go free!"

I am a back door man
I am a back door man
Well the men don't know
But little girls understand

Stand out there, cop's wife cried
"Don't take him down, rather be dead
Six feets in the ground when you come home
You can eat pork and beans"
I eats mo' chicken any man seen

I am a back door man
I am a back door man

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