Back Door Man
by 
Willie Dixon 
recording of 1962 
from 
The Rocking Chair (Vogue 600111) 
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 tryin' to sleep 
I'm somewhere making my, midnight creep 
Yes in the morning, when 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 the 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