Bruce Hornsby - Go Back To Your Woods

Hide in the bayou under the gun
Been to the house of the rising sun
Come down here trying to make a connection
Must have a bad sense of direction

Go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back, go back to your woods)
Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back to your woods)

Carry a torch and an old stiletto
The sound of thunder all over the ghetto
One-eyed jacks and king with the axe
Come from the wrong side of the tracks

Go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back, go back to your woods)
Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back to your woods)

When the night goes down on Storyville
If the women don't get you, the music will
Catch a thrill

You come down here in a four piece suit
Pork pie hat and the alligator boots
Keep jerking rabbits outta your hat
Now can you pull a disappearing act

Go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back, go back to your woods)
Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back to your woods)

When the night goes down on Storyville
If the women don't get you, the music will
Catch on a thrill

Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Back to your woods)
Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back)
(Back to your woods)

Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back)
Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back)
Go back, go back to your woods
(Back to your woods)

Go back, go back, go back to your woods
(Go back, go back, go back to your woods)
Go back, go back to your woods
(Back to your woods)

Child, while we're going downtown all turning 'round
Before we came into this world we came from a far off land
And now we are here to tell the story

(But he won't bow down on a )
(comin')
They'll be coming from way back, way back
They got fire on a bayou
(Back to your)

here they come

Here they come, here they come
here they come
(Go back to your woods)