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      Chorus:   Go back go back to your woods   Go back 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      Chorus      When the night goes down on Storyville   If the women don't get ya, 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 ya pull a disappearing act      Chorus      When the night goes down on Storyville   If the women don't get ya, the music will   Catch a thrill      Go back go back to your woods...