The Burning Spider

The Burning Spider
I'm goin' to Louisiana
And get me a mojo hand
I'm gonna fix my woman so
She can't have no other man
Cold ground was my bed last night
What am I gonna do?
Cold ground was my bed last night

Whoa, Lord, have mercy
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
Whoa, oh Yeah!
Whoa, Lord, have mercy
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
I woke up this morning, I'm wondering
What in the world am?
Oh Yeah!
Whoa, Lord, have mercy
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
So glad I don't have to pull no corn
Whoa, Lord, have mercy