{Yeah, ha, ha, ha, ha Oh, it wasn't that bad, was it? Y'all goin' to his show Yeah}
I'm a searching soul I'm a lonely man walkin' down to the crossroads
Wake up on a Sunday mornin' Heard a voice in my head He's tellin' me lies, he's tryin' to take me by surprise Tryin' to take me down before I'm dead
Oh, down that Voodoo Highway Oh, down that wicked road Oh, down that Voodoo Highway Poor old son, gonna find out the hard way, oh, yes he is now
Mojo man, ring my doorbell Tell me somethin' what you need I ain't gonna sign on no dotted line, no sir Might as well make me bleed
Oh, I'll take my chance on Voodoo Highway Oh, goin' down, down, down Oh listen, I never joke a fool Don't you know, I was born to fly down Voodoo Highway?
Ah, don't you mess with me, boy I was born to fly Down on Voodoo Highway, Highway, Highway Aw, don't try to steal my soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
