Marie Laveau

Now there lived a conjure-lady, not long ago

In New Orleans, Louisiana - named Marie Laveau

Believe it or not, strange as it seem

She made her fortune selling voodoo, and interpreting dreams

She was known throughout the nation as the Voodoo Queen

Folks come to her, from miles and miles around

She sure know how to put that, that voodoo down

To the voodoo lady they all would go

The rich, the educated, the ignorant and the poor

She'd snap her fingers, and shake her head

She'd tell them 'bout their lovers - livin' or dead

Now an old, old lady named widow Brown

Asked why her lover, stopped comin' around

The voodoo gazed at her and squawked

I seen him kissin' a young girl, up at Shakespeare's Park

Hanging on an oak tree, in the dark

Oh Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Oh Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Marie Laveau, the Voodoo Queen

From way down yonder in New Orleans

Ya, ya, ya - ya, ya, ya - ya, ya, ya - yaaaaa

Now old, old lady, she lost her speech

Tears start to rollin' down her checks

Voodoo say: Hush my darlin' don't you cry

I make him come back, by and by

Just sprinkle this snake dust, all over your floor

I'll make him come back Friday mornin', when the rooster crow

Now Marie Laveau she held 'em in her hand

New Orleans, Louisiana was her promised land

Quality folks, come from far and near

This wonder woman, for to hear

They was afraid to be seen, at her gate

They'd creep through the dark, just to hear their fate

Holdin' dark veils, over their head

They would tremble to hear, what Maria would say

Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Marie Laveau, the Voodoo Queen

From way down yonder in New Orleans

Ya, ya, ya - ya, ya, ya - ya, ya, ya - yaaaaa

And she made gris-gris, with an old ram horn

Stuffed with feathers, shuck from a corn

A big black candle, and a catfish fin

She make a man get religion, and give up his sin

Sad news got out one mornin', at the break of day

Marie Laveau had done pass away

St. Louis cemetery, she lay in her tomb

She was buried one night, on the wake of the moon

Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Oh Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

The folks still believe, in the Voodoo Queen

From way down yonder in New Orleans

Oh Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Oh Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Marie Laveau, the Voodoo Queen

From way down yonder in New Orleans

Marie, Marie Laveau, oh Marie Laveau

Marie Laveau, the Marie Laveau

Marie Laveau, the Voodoo Queen