Allman Brothers Band - Hoochie Coochie Man Lyrics
By willie dixonCopyright 1967 (renewed) hoochie coochie music (bmi)Gypsy woman told my mamawhile fore I was born.Got a boy child comin mama,Hell be a bad one, now.Ill make all you little girls,Turn your heads around.Then Im gonna take you little girls,Gonna take you right on down... with me yeahHo, you just wait and see.Ill be your hoochie coochie man,Ill set you free.On the seventh hour of the seventh dayOn the seventh month, seven doctors they say.Ive got lots of good luck, you know they all agree.But now if ya, if youre lookin for trouble babe,You better not mess with me.Hey, cause you know Ill getcha one by one.Aint no fun.Im 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, were gonna slip it to you.Hey, move over people just as fast as you can.Said I know youre waitin for me cause Im the hoochie coochie man.Im gonna get you, one by one.I got set on that old hoochie coochie manAnd Im yo son of a gun.Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh while fore I was born,She said you know hes comin mama, hell 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.Im your hoochie coochie man, everybody knows it.
