Lyrics
1st Verse:
Well, I'm standin' next to a mountain, chop it down a-with the edge of my hand. Well, I'm standin' next to a mountain, chop it down a-with the edge of my hand. Pick up the pieces 'n' make an island, might even raise a littlel sand. 'Cause I'm a voodoo chile, yeah. Lord knows, I'm a voodoo chile.
2nd Verse:
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time. (I'll) give it right back to ya a-one o' those days. I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time. I won't see ya again in thie world. See ya in the next one, don't be late! Don't be late! 'Cause I'm a voodoo chile Lord knows, I'm a voodoo chile.