Lyrics:

I'm a voodoo chile, lord I'm a voodoo chile
Yeah
The night I was born, lord the moon stood a fire red
Said the night I was born, the moon turned a fire red
My poor mother her crying, she said 'The gypsy was right!'
And she fell right dead

Hey, and he said 'Fly on, fly on!', because I'm a voodoo chile, baby
Voodoo chile