Voodoo Chile - Gabriel Rios

Well I stand up next to a mountain

I chop it down with the edge of my hand

Yeah stand up next to a mountain

I chop it down with the edge of my hand

And then I pick up all the pieces and make an island

Might even raise just a little sand

I didn’t mean to take up all your free time,

I’ll give it back one of these days

I didn’t mean to take up all your free time,

I’ll give it back one of these days

And if I don’t see you no more in this world

I’ll meet you on the next one

But don’t be late,

Don’t be late

'Cos I’m a Voodoo Child

God knows I’m a Voodoo Child

I’m a Voodoo Child, yeah

Well I stand up next to a mountain

I chop it down with the edge of my hand

Yeah stand up next to a mountain

I chop it down with the edge of my hand

And then I pick up all the pieces and make an island

Might even raise just a little sand

'Cos I’m a Voodoo Child, yeah

I’m a Voodoo Child, yeah

God knows I’m a Voodoo Child, oooh