Voodoo Chile - Live

Well I stand up next to a mountain I chop it down with the edge of my hand Well I stand next to a mountain I chop it down with the edge of my hand I pick up all the tiny pieces and make an island Might even raise just a little sand., yeah ′Cos I'm a voodoo child God knows I′m a voodoo child I didn't mean to take up all your sweet time, I'll give it back one of these days I said I hate to take up all your sweet time I′ll give it back one of these days And if I don′t see you no more in this world I'll meet you on the next one But don′t be late, Don't be late ′Cos I'm a voodoo child God knows I′m a voodoo child