Koko Taylor - Voodoo Woman Lyrics
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Voodoo Woman
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What Are The Lyrics For Voodoo Woman By Koko Taylor?
They call me the voodoo woman
And I know the reason why They call me the voodoo woman And I know the reason why Lord if I raise my name You know the sky begin to cry They call me the voodoo woman I look through water and spied by land They call me the voodoo woman I look through water and spied by land I tell all you men if your woman got another man I got a rabbit foot in my pocket, a toad frog in my shoes A craw fish on my shoulder, lookin' dead at you I got dust from a rattlesnake, I got a black spider bone If that don't do it baby, you'd better leave it all alone They call me the voodoo woman And I know the reason why Lord if I raise my name You know the sky begin to cry I got a rabbit foot in my pocket, a toad frog in my shoes A craw fish on my shoulder, lookin' dead at you I got dust from a rattlesnake, I got a black spider bone If that don't do it baby, you'd better leave it all alone They call me the voodoo woman And I know the reason why They call me the voodoo woman And I know the reason why Lord if I raise my name You know the sky begin to cry Lord if I raise my name You know the sky begin to cry Lord if I raise my name You know the sky begin to cry Lord if I raise my name You know the sky begin to cry |
Who Wrote Voodoo Woman By Koko Taylor?
Cora Taylor
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What's The Duration Of The Voodoo Woman By Koko Taylor?The duration of Voodoo Woman is 3:47 minutes and seconds. |
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