Well, I'm standing next to a mountain, chop it down with the edge of my hand

Well, I'm standing next to a mountain, chop it down with the edge of my hand

Pick up all the pieces, make an island, might even raise a little sand



'Cause I'm a voodoo chile, Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile



I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time

Give it right back to you one of these days

I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time

Give it right back to you the rest of my days



I won't see you again in this world, see you in the next one

Don't be late, don't be late



'Cause I'm a voodoo chile yeah, Lord knows I'm a voodoo chile