VOODOO CHILD

Rock n’ Roll the way it’s supposed to be played!

“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

I chop it down with the edge of my hand

Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island

Might even raise a little sand

‘Cause I’m a voodoo child

Voodoo child

I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time

I’ll give it right back one of these days

I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time

I’ll give it right back one of these days

If I’ll see you no more in this world

I’ll meet ya on the next one

Don’t be late

Don’t be late

Well, I’m a voodoo child

Lord knows I’m a voodoo child, baby

Voodoo Child, Voodoo child, Voodoo child”