It was late last night, just between nine and ten
It was late last night, just between nine and ten
I was on my way home, I met a conjur man
On his left hand, he had on a rubber glove
On his left hand, he had on a rubber glove
He says: I want to tell you something about the one you love
He said: She wears your name in the bottom of her left shoe
He said: She wears your name in the bottom of her left shoe
And this Friday is right, he been filling another hoodoo
He says: I can tell you something, really need to be knowin'
He says: I can tell you something, really, really need to be knowin'
If you just only tell me, what year was you born?
He said: Don't you get mad with her, don't care what she do
Don't you get mad with her, don't care what she do
I'm gonna give you something, gonna be good enough to you