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 chile,
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile, baby.

I didn't mean to take 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 up all your sweet time,
I'll give it right back 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 chile, voodoo chile,
Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile, hey hey hey.
I'm a voodoo chile, baby.

• Angel
• Burning of The Midnight Lamp
• Castles Made of Sand
• Crosstown Traffic
• Fire
• Foxy Lady
• Gypsy Eyes
• Hey Joe
• Highway Chile
• Long Hot Summer Night
• Manic Depression
• Purple Haze
• Red House
• Voodoo Chile Slight Return
• Wait Until Tomorrow
• Wild Thing
• Wind Cries Mary