Voodoo Chile Songtext
von Wicked Lady

Well, I stand up next to a mountain
And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand

Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand
′Cause I'm a voodoo child
Lord knows I′m a voodoo child


I didn't mean to take you up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
I said, I didn′t mean to take you up all your sweet time
I′ll give it right back to you one of these days

And if I don't meet you no more in this world
Then I′ll, I'll meet you in the next one
And don′t be late, don't be late
′Cause I'm a voodoo child

Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
I′m a voodoo child