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Recorded:
Sep/1973, Hollywood
© Jolly Rogers Music, ASCAP
© Marken Music, BMI
© MCA Music, ASCAP
© UA Music, ASCAP
Down in Sunflower County where I was born
Used to be a crazy woman
Used to walk bare footed down a gravel road
Singin' in an unknown tongue
One day I asked her papa why she was crazy
The tears welled up in his eyes
He said the devil's inside my poor baby
She be crazy till the day she dies
You know she's been hoodooed
By the power of the voodoo
You know she's been hoodooed
By the power of the voodoo
Said Fanny always was a peculiar child
Never could make her mind
She used to slip out and go walkin' in the woods late at night
Always came home cryin'
But then one night she came home laughin'
Talkin' out of her head
She said Now I ain't got to worry 'bout dyin' Papa
I been sleepin' in a Devil's bed
You know she's been hoodooed...
Hoodoo woman pickin up Qwewee
Hoodoo woman pickin up Qwewee
Said Fanny's Mama was a Voodoo Queen
Died when Fanny was born
He remembered her very last words to him
She said I'm goin' honey take care of Fanny till the Devil comes
So if you see her buried down in a graveyard
Diggin' in a grave for Foofoo
You know she's gonna Hoodoo somebody
And if you cross her she might Hoodoo you
You know she's been hoodooed...
Don't be messin' with a hoodoo woman
She's gonna Hoodoo you
Don't be messin' with a hoodoo woman
She's gonna Hoodoo you
Don't be messin' with a hoodoo woman
She's gonna Hoodoo you
Hoodoo woman Pickin up a Qwewee
Hoodoo woman Pickin up a Qwewee
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© Jolly Rogers Music, ASCAP
Morgana Jones was a middle aged woman
She was ugly as she could
Lookin' for a kid about half her age
To show him what there was to see
Morgana knew more tricks than Houdini
She could make a blind man see
Make a crippled man run along high hurdles
And Morgana's coming after me
Morgana leave me alone
I don't need none of your action
Morgana leave me alone
I got my own kinda satisfaction
I gave ten dollars for an hour and a half
God it sure went fast
Morgana kept her eyes on her watch
She knew how long I'd last
Many was the time I'd hide up in the hills
It was that or the undertaker
And morning would come and I'd tiptoe out
And pray to God I wouldn't wake her
Morgana leave me alone...
Now that I think about poor Morgana
She really wadn't all there
I know she's not the best I've known
She's sure not the worst I've had
It really didn't matter when she said it was over
I didn't have to bother
The thing that hurt when she looked at me
Said I'd never be as good as my father
Morgana leave me alone...
Won't you talk about Morgana
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