[Verse 1]
A narrow path runs along the river
From the burial ground you might see it
Leading to a temple of secrets
Where they meet once a week to dance and feast
Lula is dancing to the voodoo drums
Twisting, turning, oh, round and round
She is ready to receive the "LOA"
She is ready for the God, this one is Damballah

[Chorus]
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo

[Verse 2]
Total emptiness inside
(Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo)
As Damballah gets ready for her ride
(Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo)
Casting out from Lula's head
One of two souls that seems to be dead
Travelling deep in a trance
Lula's legs are getting weak
The "LOA" has seized it's horse

[Guitar Solo: Dimebag Darrell]
[Verse 3]
Lula is not the one, is not the one that's speaking now
Lula is not the one, the one that's lying down
Drink, drink girl, drink the chicken's blood
Drink, drink girl, drink and feed the God
If this is all you think they do, oh, you better think again
'Cause there is so much more to voodoo, oh, than meets the eye

[Chorus]
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo

[Verse 4]
Human hair on waxen dolls, pins through their knees
Pins through their little heads and through their bellies
Ahh, they're coming to get you, they're coming for you
Ahh, they're coming to get you, they're coming for you now

[Guitar Solo: Andy LaRocque]

[Chorus]
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo

[Outro]
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo, voodoo, voodoo
Voodoo