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....