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'm a vooodoo chile
Lord I'm a voodoo chile
Yeah
I'm not sayin'
The night I was born
Lord, the moon turned a fire red
I said the night I was born
The moon turned a fire red
My poor mother cried
She said 'the gypsy was right'
And I she fell right dead
Right on the floor there
Hey
And I said fly on
Fly on because I'm a voodoo chile, baby
Voodoo chile
'm a vooodoo chile   Lord I'm a voodoo chile   Yeah   I'm not sayin'   The night I was born   Lord, the moon turned a fire red   I said the night I was born   The moon turned a fire red   My poor mother cried   She said 'the gypsy was right'   And I she fell right dead   Right on the floor there   Hey   And I said fly on   Fly on because I'm a voodoo chile, baby   Voodoo chile