About the Song
In the annals of rock and roll history, few bands have captured the essence of Americana quite like Creedence Clearwater Revival. With their swampy guitars, soulful vocals, and knack for crafting catchy melodies, CCR painted vivid sonic landscapes that celebrated the simple pleasures of life, the beauty of the natural world, and the unyielding spirit of the American people. And no song embodies this ethos quite like “Lookin’ Out My Back Door,” a joyous, foot-stomping anthem that has become a staple of classic rock radio.
Released in 1970 as the lead single from their fifth studio album, Cosmo’s Factory, “Lookin’ Out My Back Door” is a celebration of rustic living and the unburdened spirit. The song’s narrator, basking in the warm glow of a lazy afternoon, paints a picture of idyllic simplicity: watching the chickens feed, the pigs roll in the mud, and the old blue racer rusting by the shed. It’s a scene of pure contentment, far removed from the hustle and bustle of modern life.
John Fogerty’s raspy vocals, imbued with both grit and tenderness, perfectly capture the song’s laid-back vibe. His harmonica playing adds a touch of rustic charm, while the band’s signature swampy guitars provide a steady groove that’s impossible to resist. The lyrics are simple yet evocative, painting vivid images of rural life and conjuring up a sense of carefree nostalgia.
“Lookin’ Out My Back Door” is more than just a catchy tune; it’s an ode to the simple joys of life and a reminder that true happiness can be found in the most unexpected places. It’s a song that has resonated with listeners for decades, and it’s sure to continue to do so for many years to come. So put on your dancing shoes, crank up the volume, and let “Lookin’ Out My Back Door” transport you to a place of pure joy and uninhibited freedom.
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Lyrics: Lookin’ Out My Back Door
Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch
Imagination sets in, pretty soon I’m singin’Doo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back doorThere’s a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin’ high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn
A dinosaur Victrola listening to Buck OwensDoo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band
Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon?
Doo, doo doo
A wondrous apparition provided by magicianDoo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band
Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon?
Doo, doo doo
Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrowsDoo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back door
Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn
Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrowsDoo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back door