Rusted Root - Voodoo Lyrics
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Voodoo
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What Are The Lyrics For Voodoo By Rusted Root?
I saw the bird climbing through the wicked wind,
Well I saw the dream, climbing up so high, Although the herd rummaged in the shadow, Well I lived my scene well the scene, The seen, I saw well, rah-he, wicked wind, Rah-he, rah-he, wicked wind, rah-he I saw the bird had wrestled in the wicked shadow, I lived my sound oh yes the scene, The seen, I saw. Although the herd was rather large I watched them slowly. Trip to the sound oh yes the scene, the seen, I saw, as we go Rah-he, wicked wind, Rah-he, rah-he, wicked wind, Rah-he, rah, rah, rah, I live my sound oh yes, The scene, the seen, I saw. Although the herd was rather large I watched them slowly. Trip to the sound oh yes the scene, the seen, I saw, as we go. Pray for your sun, Pray for your sun, Heal before your sun, Pray long before, Your sun, Your sun...Heal before me, Long before your sun, Heal before me, Long before your sun, Heal before your sun, Pray long before your sun, saw,, as we go. Well I saw the bird climbing through the wicked wind, Well I saw the dream, climbing up so high, Well although the herd rummaged in the shadows, Well I lived my scene well the scene, the seen, I saw well, rah-he, wicked wind, rah-he, Rah-he, wicked wind, rah-he |
Who Wrote Voodoo By Rusted Root?
Jim Dispirito, Jim Donovan, John Buynak, Liz Berlin, Michael Glabicki, Patrick Norman
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What's The Duration Of The Voodoo By Rusted Root?The duration of Voodoo is 6:12 minutes and seconds. |
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