Voodoo Chile Lyrics

Well I stand up next to a mountain
I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well I stand next to a mountain
I chop it down with the edge of my hand
I pick up all the tiny pieces and make an island
might even raise just a little sand., yeah
'Cos I'm a Voodoo Child
God knows I'm a Voodoo Child
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time,
I'll give it back one of these days
I said I hate to take up all your sweet 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

Jimi Hendrix - Martin Scorsese Presents The Blues: Jimi Hendrix

Sep 2003

1. Voodoo Chile
2. Come On (Let The Good Times Roll)
3. Georgia Blues
4. Country Blues
5. It's Too Bad
6. Blue Window
7. Red House
8. Hear My Train A Comin'
9. My Friend
10. Midnight Lightning