Voodoo Chile
Well I'm standin' next to a mountain.... Choppin' down with the edge of my axe
Well I'm standin' next to a mountain.... Choppin' down with the edge of my axe
Pick up the pieces, make an island.... Might even raise a little sand
Cause I'm a voodoo chile.... Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time
Give it right back to you.... One of these days
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time
Give it right back to you.... The rest of my days
I won't see you again in this world.... See ya in the next one
Don't be late.... Don't be late
Cause I'm a voodoo chile yeah.... Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile