I am the black cat bone

I am the king snake moan

I am the blood in the stone 

Rise up at 4 in the morn

Slept by the side of the road

 

Ill be whatever you need

I am the wind through the trees

Just like the sting from a bee

Ill make you weak in the knees 

And all covered in steam

 

Well I come up from Georgia

To bring you the wind and rain

And you aint got nothin 

Like what I got to show ya

You’ll never be the same

 

I got a hounds gold tooth

I got that mojo hand

I guarantee you’ll feel no pain

 

And you can’t say 

That I didn’t warn you 

When you call me back again