Gordon McLeod

Voodoo Lady

 

Voodoo Lady

 

Words and Music by Gordon McLeod © 2012

 You were born the daughter to a Creole

A voodoo chile down in the Vieux Carre’

Alabaster skin and dark eyes flashin’

Make all the boys jus’ give their heart away

 

On Rampart you jus’ like de Queen o’ Sheeba

Struttin’ wid da Sheik of Araby

Ain’t nothin’ that’s too good for louis Armstrong

But I swear I thought “That’s just too hot for me!”

 

Chorus:

Voodoo Lady, you’re so crazy

Tell me how you do dat thing you do

Voodoo Baby, am I crazy

Tell me why I can’t let go of you

Is it love or jus’ you’re voodoo?

 

Every time I see you it’s New Orleans

Wit you gris gris bags jus’ like Marie Leveaux

Every little secret dat you tell me

Clues me I to how much I don’t know

 

Voodoo Lady, you’re so crazy

Tell me how you do dat thing you do

Voodoo Lady , am I crazy

Tell me why I can’t let go of you

Is it love  or jus’ you’re voodoo, Baby?

 

Next time I go down to CrescentCity

Gonna get my fill of your gris gris

Little magic way down deep inside me

I’m hopin’ that it’s not too hot for me

 

Voodoo Lady, you’re so crazy

Tell me how you do dat thing you do

Voodoo baby, am I crazy

Tell me why I can’t let go of you

Is it love  or jus’ you’re voodoo, Baby?

Gris Gris bags all round yo neck, I’m guessin’ dat you messin’ wid da voodoo!

Little Cutie

 

Little Cutie                                          Gordon McLeod 2011

Don’t you know that you’re my Little Cutie?

You’re the one who makes me scream and shout

Spun gold hair and jade eyes …what a beauty

There’s no one like you. .Oooo, you’re so knocked out!

 

Cutie, when you put your arms around me

You laugh and call me your Daddy G

My heart melts in your hands…can’t you understand

That Cutie, you’re the one for me!

 

I’m the one that you can always turn to

If you ever need a helping hand

If you ever need a second fiddle

Oh, Cutie, don’t you know that I’m your man

 

Cutie, when you put your arms around me

You laugh and call me your Daddy G

My heart melts in your hands…can’t you understand

That Cutie, you’re the one for me!

 

Bridge:

When you fold your arms and push your little lips into that pretty pout

Don’t you know there’s nothing that I can deny you

You’ll always get your way with me , no doubt.

 

Cutie, when you put your arms around me

You laugh and call me your Daddy G

My heart melts in your hands…can’t you understand

That Cutie, you’re the one for me!

 

     

I don’t mean maybe,  Cutie you’re the one for me, you’re my baby

Cutie….. you’re the one  for … Little Cutie don’t you know that you’re the one for me!

The Catfish Nightmare Blues

 

The Catfish Nightmare Blues

Words and music by Gordon McLeod August 8 2009 © 2009

Late last night I went to bed

I pulled those covers over my head

Fell asleep like I was dead,  but my sleep was interrupted.

I dreamt a dream that terrorized

Long slimy whiskers, buggy eyes,

A gaping mouth of awful size, made me so disgusted.

Chorus:

O Lawdy Lawdy, Daddy G

 Get that catfish ‘way from me

Can’t you see he’s scarin’ me and he’ll disturb my snooze.

Hey there Daddy, Daddy G

Get that catfish ‘way from me

Ain’t you got the sense to see I got the catfish nightmare blues.

 

It’s all because my Daddy G

Felt the time was right for me

To see things I’m too young to see that lurk there in the deep.

He took me to the fishin’ hole,

The water boiled, the catfish rolled,

Scared me so now bless my soul I see catfish in my sleep

 

O Lawdy Lawdy, Daddy G,

Get that catfish ‘way from me

Can’t you see he’s scarin’ me and he’ll disturb my snooze.

Hey there Daddy, Daddy G

Get that catfish ‘way from me

Ain’t you got the sense to see I got the catfish nightmare bluesChorus

 

O do you think that I’m immune

From the terrors of cartoons?

Big o’l heads like ripe balloons freak my little mind.

It’s bad enough I know they’re there

Without you draggin’ them up here

Make me soil my underwear and old before my time.

 

O Lawdy Lawdy, Daddy G,

Get that catfish ‘way from me

Can’t you see he’s scarin’ me and he’ll disturb my snooze.

Hey there Daddy, Daddy G

Get that catfish ‘way from me

Ain't you got the sense to see I got the catfish nightmare blues

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