Alright, now listen, baby You don't care for me I don'-a care about that Gotta new fool, ha! I like it like that I have only one burning desire Let
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand I'm goin' down to shoot my ol' lady I caught
Everyday in the week I'm in a different city In my stay too long people try to pull me down They talk about me like a dog, talkin' about the clothes I
After all the jacks are in their boxes And the clowns have all gone to bed You can hear happiness staggering on down the street Footprints dressed in
Here comes Dolly Dagger Her love's so heavy, gonna make you stagger. Dolly Dagger, she drinks her blood from a jagged edge... Been riding broomsticks
Purple haze all in my brain lately things don't seem the same Acting funny and i don't know why excuse me while i kiss the sky Purple haze all around
If you can just get your mind together Then come on across to me We'll hold hands and then we'll watch the sunrise From the bottom of the sea But
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
highway chile Walk on brother Don't let no one stop ya Highway chile Ya ya ya Highway chile Rollin' stone Rollin' down the highway Rollin' stone Highway chile Ya ya Highway chile
Hey Izabella Girl, I'm holding you in my dreams every night. Yeah, but you know good well baby, You know we got this war to fight. Well, I'm calling
'm a voodoo child I'm a voodoo child (Child, child) I'm a voodoo child (Child, child) I'm a voodoo child (Child, child) I'm a voodoo child (Child, child
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
my hand I pick up all the tiny pieces and make an island Might even raise just a little sand - Yeah 'Cause I'm a Voodoo Child God knows I'm a Voodoo Child
Music by Jimi Hendrix (Instrumental)
care It's the mystery in voodoo style We will never forget the voodoo child In the darknes of the night, a child cries She is voodoo but she speaks
are my voodoo child, my voodoo child Don't say maybe, maybe It's Supernatural, I'm coming undone Baby, baby, baby You are my voodoo child, my voodoo child
[Jam based on Jimi Hendrix]
