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On the night I was born
I swear, the moon turned a fire red

Yeah, the night I was born
I swear, the moon turned a fire red

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Heard my mother cry out
"Lord, the gypsy was right"
I swear, she fell down right dead

She said, "Fly on, fly on
Well, my voodoo child"

Well, I'll make love to you
And I swear you'll feel no pain

Yeah, I'll make love to you
I swear to gos, you'll feel no pain

'Cause I'm a million miles away
And at the same time I'm right here in your picture frame

'Cause I'm a voodoo chile
Lord knows, yeah, I'm a voodoo chile

Well, the lions found me there
Set me on a eagles wing

Well, the lions found me there
Picked me up, set me on a eagles wing

He took me past to the outskirts of infinity
When I got back he gave me witch's ring

He said, "Fly on
Fly on
Oh, my voodoo child

My arrows are made of desire
From far away as Jupiter's mines

Yeah, my arrows are made of desire, desire
Far away as Jupiter's mines

I got a humming bird and she hums so loud
Lord, you swear you're about to lose your mind

On the night I was born
I swear, the moon turned a fire red

On the night I was born, yeah
I swear, the moon turned a fire red

I've heard my poor mother cry out
"Lord, the gypsy was right"
I swear, she fell down dead

She said, "Fly on, ride on
Well, my voodoo child"

My voodoo child
My voodoo child
My voodoo child

Writer(s): Jimi Hendrix

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