Idlewild South

Gypsy woman told my mama
'while 'fore i was born.
Got a boy child comin' mama,
He'll be a bad one, now.
I'll make all you little girls,
Turn your heads around.
Then i'm gonna take you little girls,
Gonna take you right on down... with me yeah
Ho, you just wait and see.
I'll be your hoochie coochie man,
I'll set you free.
On the seventh hour of the seventh day
On the seventh month, seven doctors they say.
I've got lots of good luck, you know they all agree.
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe,
You better not mess with me.
Hey, 'cause you know i'll getcha one by one.
Ain't no fun.
I'm 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, we're gonna slip it to you.
Hey, move over people just as fast as you can.
Said i know you're waitin' for me 'cause i'm the hoochie coochie man.
I'm gonna get you, one by one.
I got set on that old hoochie coochie man
And i'm yo' son of a gun.
Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh 'while 'fore i was born,
She said you know he's comin' mama, he'll 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.
I'm your hoochie coochie man, everybody knows it.

Take one last look... before you leave,
'cause oh, somehow it means so much to me.
And if you ever need me, you know where i'll be.
So please call home... if you change your mind.
Oh, i don't mind.
I guess i saw it comin'... day by day.
But oh, i could not stand the failure.
Before you leave, there's just one thing i must say.
Please call home... if you change your mind.
Oh, i don't mind.
And i know, that you're used to runnin'.
Oh you're lost baby, and i ain't funnin'.
But oh, when you call to me, well, i'll come runnin'
Safe to your side... again i'll confide... in you.
So go on, i won't say no more.
My heart ain't in it, but i'll hold the door.
But just remember, what i said before.
Please call home... if you change your mind.

I been trapped inside four walls, feel like i can't call to no one
Ah, way out on the outside.
Well livin' alone is easy, but too long just don't seem really
Quite the thing to do, no.
Think i'll drink up a little more wine, to ease my worried mind.
And walk down on the street, and leave my blues at home. all behind.
The landlord is on my line, i can't get no peace of mind.
But i know there's something better.
I can't stay and i can't run, can't keep waitin' for someone
To find and go roll.
Well i'll gather up all my four leaf clovers.
Don't leave, i'm on my way over.
A walk down on the street, and leave my blues at home. all behind.
And i feel i have to scream
Whenever i get the notion.
And though i try so hard,
I can't hold back my emotions.
But i... love you, but i can't have ya. won't you sit by my side.
You don't work, the man don't pay ya.
There ain't no saint to come and save ya, oh, puttin' your toll down.
Well, if you ride you pay the fare... with satan on your back.
And he don't care where you come from or where you goin'.
And before i get myself all down, i jump up and kick the door down.
And walk down on the street, and leave my blues at home. all behind.