About the song
Released in 1970 as part of the album *Cosmo’s Factory*, **”Lookin’ Out My Back Door”** is more than just a song; it’s a snapshot of a particular era. John Fogerty’s lyrics transport us to a simpler time, when people spent their days working hard and their nights relaxing on their porches. The imagery is so vivid that you can almost smell the barbecue and hear the crickets chirping.
Musically, the song is a masterclass in rock and roll. The driving rhythm and Fogerty’s distinctive vocals create a sense of urgency and excitement. The guitar solo, with its bluesy undertones, adds depth and complexity to the arrangement. The overall sound is both familiar and refreshing, making it a quintessential example of the California sound that defined the late 1960s and early 1970s.
One of the reasons why **”Lookin’ Out My Back Door”** has resonated with so many listeners is its universal theme of yearning for something more. The protagonist in the song is clearly restless, looking for adventure and excitement beyond the confines of his small town. This desire for escape is something that we can all relate to, no matter where we come from or what stage of life we’re in.
Beyond its commercial success, **”Lookin’ Out My Back Door”** has also had a significant cultural impact. The song has been featured in countless films and television shows, and it remains a staple of classic rock radio stations around the world. It’s a testament to the enduring power of great songwriting and the ability of music to connect with people on a deep emotional level.
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Lyrics
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’
Doot, doot, doo, lookin’ out my back door
There’s a giant doin’ cartwheels, a statue wearin’ high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancin’ on the lawn
Dinosaur Victrola, listenin’ to Buck Owens
Doot, doot, doo, lookin’ out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playin’ in the band
Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon? Doot, doo doo
Wondrous apparition, provided by magician
Doot, doot, doo, lookin’ out my back door
Tambourines and elephants are playin’ in the band
Won’t you take a ride on the flyin’ spoon? Doot, doo doo
Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows
Doot, doot, doo, lookin’ out my back door
Forward troubles Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy
Look at all the happy creatures dancin’ on the lawn
Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows
Doot, doot, doo, lookin’ out my back door