Witchy Red - Dr. John

Cold black nite

Blood red moon

Conju woman

Singin' a zombi tune

Litening crash

Thunder boom

Standing alone

At the crossroad of doom

She paint my holy cross red

Burn black candles

At the corners of my bed

Ain’t never been so afraid

of the livin' or the dead

As I am of the woman

Witchy red

Hang my picture upside down

Swamp root vine

Keep me bound

Saw tooth grass

On my crown

On my trail a hell hound

Black cat bone dressed in bath tub gin

Mojo satchel made out of human skin

Dam balla and his next of kin

Made this fool get religion and give up his sin