Clarence Paul - Mo Jo Hanna lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm taking four strands of your hair And a five dollar bill Gonna put it in a letter And drop it in the mail Gonna send it to a woman A friend of mine told me about She's a gumbo cooker, alligator hooker Make a dead man jump and shout [Chorus] Baby, talking about a woman named Hanna Down in Louisiana Tell me she's a mojo worker Gonna work that thing for me Gonna end my misery And I know that you'll be back home real soon (Hurry up, hurry up, Hanna) C'mon home baby (Hurry up, hurry up, Hanna) C'mon home baby (Hurry up) [Verse 2] She don't wear fancy stitches All she wears is a man's britches Every now and then she takes a little sip She's got a forty-five on her hip She built up a strong reputation in the southern land Saturday night about twelve o'clock When she hoodoos the voodoo man [Chorus] Baby, talking about a woman named Hanna Down in Louisiana Tell me she's a mojo worker Gonna work that thing for me Gonna end my misery And I know that you'll be back home real soon C'mon home baby C'mon home baby (Hurry up, hurry up, Hanna) Get your mojo working girl (Hurry up, hurry up, Hanna) I know you're the best in all the world (Hurry up, hurry up, Hanna) I'll be waiting by the railroad track