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Cheyenne lyrics
If that diamond ring don't shine
He gonna take it to a private eye
If that private eye can't see
He'd better not take the ring from me
Bo Diddley caught a nanny goat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday coat
Bo Diddley caught a bear cat
To make his pretty baby a Sunday hat
Mojo come to my house, ya black cat bone
Take my baby away from home
Ugly ole Mojo, where ya been?
Up your house and gone again
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley have you heard?
My pretty baby said she wasn't for it
Part of these releases
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- Track 20 on Ride On: The Chess Masters, Vol. 3 - 1960-1961
- 19 Whoa, Mule
- 21 Sixteen Tons
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- Track 6 on Bo Diddley Is a Gunslinger
- 5 Somewhere
- 7 Sixteen Tons
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