Tim Hardin - (I'm Your) Hoochie Coochie Man lyrics

Gypsy woman told my mama, 'fore I was born Got a boy-child coming, be a son of a gun He's gonna make the pretty women, run, jump and shout He gonna let the world know what it's all about Chorus And I am Everybody knows I am Well I'm your hoochie coochie man Everybody knows I am On the seventh day, on the seventh week On the seventh month, seventh doctor say He was born for good luck, can't you see that seven hundred dollar Don't you mess with me Now all I want to do, is get myself [a gun] [Chorus] Got a axe handle pistol, got a three dollar [?] [?] tombstone bullet, and a ball and chain And smoking TNT, drinking dynamite I don't want [?], [?] gotta fight [Chorus] Got a black cat bone, got a mojo hand Got a John the Conquer root, gonna mess with you Now all the pretty women, lead me by my hand Then the world gonna know, I'm your hoochie coochie man [Chorus]