Lyrics

I stand up next to a mountain
Chop it down with the edge of my hand
I stand up next to a mountain
I chop it down with the edge of my hand
I pick up all the pieces, make an island, I
I might raise a little sand
'Cause I'm a voodoo child, voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
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 to you one of these days
I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time
I'll give it right back to you one of these days
If I don't meet you no more in this world
I'll meet you in the next one, don't be late
Don't be late
'Cause I'm a voodoo child, voodoo child
Lord knows I'm a voodoo child
Oh
Written by: Jimi Hendrix
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