Lyrics:
First verse
One night in Souf Calina at a gospel meetin' tent, Whar all de congregation heard the deacon preachin' Lent, They raised dere voices high in praise and shouted loud and long, ‘Gainst chicken stealin' roustabouts and said ‘twas very wrong, Upon the silence of the night dere rose a dismal moan, That raised their wool and made them wish that they were safe at home, ‘Twas then the deacon said confess yo' sinners all who can, Yo' rabbits foot youse needin', now for that's the Voodoo man.
Chorus
The Voodoo man will catch yo' sure, Confess yo' sins, get gospel cure, Now let us sing all those who can For that's the Voodoo man. The Voodoo man will catch yo' sure, Confess yo' sins, get gospel cure, Now let us sing all those who can For that's the Voodoo man.
Second verse
Now Sally Jenkins raised her voice in accents very sad, O mister deacon pray for me I'se feelin' mighty bad, Youse shy some chickens for I called when yo' was far away, Ma guilty conscience told me that I’d be found out today, Beloved sister you alone am guilty dat’s a fact, But I must have salvation for I lost de gospel tract, I stole dat Possum from yo’ coop forgive me if yo can, For Ise a mighty feared ise goin’ with the Voodoo man.
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