An Evening With The Allman Brothers Band
Allman Brothers Band, The lyrics
Allman Brothers Band, The lyrics
"Hoochie Coochie Man Lyrics"
If I Were A Rich Man-Fiddler On The Roof Lyrics
Dear God, you made many, many poor people. I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor. But it's no great honor either! So, what would have been so terrible i
Dear God, you made many, many poor people. I realize, of course, that it's no shame to be poor. But it's no great honor either! So, what would have been so terrible i
By willie dixon
Copyright 1967 (renewed) hoochie coochie music (bmi)
Gypsy woman told my mama
'while 'fore i was born.
Got a boy child comin' mama,
He'll be a bad one, now.
I'll make all you little girls,
Turn your heads around.
Then i'm gonna take you little girls,
Gonna take you right on down... with me yeah
There was a soldier War material Under the rain Soulkilling, complain And life to sustain Pain - no pain There will be ructions More rebel
I'll be your hoochie coochie man,
I'll set you free.
On the seventh hour of the seventh day
On the seventh month, seven doctors they say.
I've got lots of good luck, you know they all agree.
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe,
You better not mess with me.
Hey, 'cause you know i'll getcha oneby one.
Ain't no fun.
I'm that old hoochie coochie man,
A bad son of a gun.
Got a john the conqueroot and got some mojo too,
We got a black cat born, we're gonna slip it to you.
Hey, move over people just as fast as you can.
Said i know you're waitin' for me 'cause i'm the hoochie coochie man.
I'm gonna get you, one by one.
I got
Wilderness Lyrics
I traveled far and wide through many different times What did you see there? I saw all knowledge destroyed I traveled far and wide to prisons of
set on that old hoochie coochie manI traveled far and wide through many different times What did you see there? I saw all knowledge destroyed I traveled far and wide to prisons of
And i'm yo' son of a gun.
Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh 'while 'fore i was born,
She said you know he's comin' mama, he'll be a bad, very bad one.
Make all the ladies, turn their heads around.
You said, i can just see all those women, chasin' him all down.
I'm your hoochie coochie man, everybody knows it.