Well, 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
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island
Might even raise just a little sand
`Cause I`m a voodoo child
Lord knows I`m a voodoo child
I didn`t mean to take you up all your sweet time
I`ll give it right back to you one of these days
I said, I didn`t mean to take you up all your sweet time
I`ll give it right back to you one of these days
And if I don`t meet you no more in this world
Then I`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