Ben Harper - Voodoo Chile Lyrics
Well i stand up next to a mountainI chop it down with the edge of my handWell i stand next to a mountainI chop it down with the edge of my handI pick up all the tiny pieces and make an islandMight even raise just a little sand., yeah'cos i'm a voodoo childGod knows i'm a voodoo childI didn't mean to take up all your sweet time,I'll give it back one of these daysI said i hate to take up all your sweet timeI'll give it back one of these daysAnd if i don't see you no more in this worldI'll meet you on the next oneBut don't be late,Don't be late'cos i'm a voodoo childGod knows i'm a voodoo child