I'm A Vooodoo Chile

Lord I'm A Voodoo Chile

Yeah

I'm Not Sayin'



The Night I Was Born

Lord, The Moon Turned A Fire Red

I Said The Night I Was Born

The Moon Turned A Fire Red



My Poor Mother Cried

She Said "the Gypsy Was Right"

And I She Fell Right Dead

Right On The Floor There

Hey



And I Said Fly On

Fly On Beacause I'm A Voodoo Chile, Baby

Voodoo Chile