Voodoo Sam

VOODOO SAM

Bright eyes shining out from his ink black skin,
Never met anyone quite like him,
He’s my deep dark mystery man,
He’s wham bam voodoo Sam.

I’ve chased love across this world,
From here to Timbuktu,
Till I found what I need way down south,
In a shack out in the Bayou.

He makes love like no man can,
For his touch I’d be his slave,
Serpents twisting through his arms,
My Creole man so brave.

Baby I need some magic,
Better call Maire Laveau,
Louisiana voodoo queen,
She’s the one who’ll know.

I want him as my talisman,
My love for him is bare,
It took all my life to find him,
Now I ain’t gonna share.

Bright eyes shining out of his ink black skin,
Never met anyone quite like him,
He’s my deep dark mystery man,
He’s wham bam voodoo Sam.

© Sinead Hamill

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