About the song

Ah, Lookin’ Out My Back Door by Creedence Clearwater Revival. Now that’s a song that brings back a smile. Released in 1970 on their album Cosmo’s Factory, it became an instant classic, a ray of sunshine amidst a tumultuous decade.

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Creedence Clearwater Revival, or CCR as they’re affectionately known, were a powerhouse of American rock and roll. Fronted by the iconic John Fogerty, whose soulful vocals and razor-sharp songwriting defined the band’s sound, CCR emerged from the San Francisco Bay Area in the mid-1960s. Drawing inspiration from blues, country, and rockabilly, they crafted a unique sound that resonated with audiences worldwide.

Lookin’ Out My Back Door stands out in CCR’s catalogue for its sheer simplicity and optimism. Unlike their other well-known tracks, which often tackled themes of social unrest and disillusionment (“Fortunate Son,” “Who’ll Stop the Rain”), this song is a breath of fresh air. It’s a short, two-and-a-half-minute burst of pure joy, a celebration of the simple pleasures in life.

The song opens with a now-legendary guitar riff – a down-home, bluesy shuffle that instantly sets the mood. Fogerty’s voice enters, clear and unpretentious, singing:

“Grapevine tells me ’bout a hundred miles down the line Fred’s got everything he needs, peace of mind”

This opening verse sets the scene for a laid-back, almost idyllic existence. We get a glimpse of a character named Fred, content with his life “a hundred miles down the line,” a phrase that evokes a sense of freedom and escape from the everyday grind.

The chorus explodes with the song’s title:

“Lookin’ out my back door, I see the rolling hills Lookin’ out my back door, I see the golden sun”

Lookin’ Out My Back Door doesn’t have a complex narrative. It’s a series of observations, a snapshot of a moment in time. The singer simply looks out his back door and finds beauty in the simple things – the rolling hills, the golden sun. It’s a reminder that happiness can be found in the everyday, in the quiet moments of contemplation.

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The song’s brilliance lies in its unpretentiousness. There are no grand pronouncements, no complex metaphors. It’s pure, unadulterated joy, expressed through Fogerty’s soulful vocals and the band’s tight, energetic performance. The harmonica solo in the middle adds a touch of country charm, further solidifying the song’s down-home feel.

Lookin’ Out My Back Door became a cultural touchstone. Its simple message of finding joy in the everyday resonated with listeners across generations. It’s a song that evokes nostalgia for a simpler time, a time when the biggest worry might have been what to do with a beautiful day stretching out before you.

So, the next time you feel the weight of the world on your shoulders, put on Lookin’ Out My Back Door. Take a deep breath, let the music wash over you, and remember – sometimes, all you need is a simple reminder of the beauty that surrounds us.

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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 singing,

Doo, doo, doo, Looking out my back door.
There’s a giant doing cartwheels,
A statue wearing high heels.
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola listening to Buck Owens.
Doo, doo, doo, Looking out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won’t you take a ride on the flying spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Wond’rous apparition provided by magician.
Doo, doo, doo, Looking out my back door.

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Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Won’t you take a ride on the flying spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Bother me tomorrow, today, I’ll buy no sorrows.
Doo, doo, doo, Looking 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 sorrows.
Doo, doo, doo, Looking out my back door.