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Well, I went out on the mountain, looked over in Jerusalem
Well, I went out on the mountain, looked over in Jerusalem
Well, I seed them hoodoo women, whoo-Lord, makin' up their low-down plans

Well, I'm goin' to Newport, just to see Aunt Caroline Dye
Well, I'm goin' to Newport, just to see Aunt Caroline Dye
She's a fortune-teller, whoo-Lord, she sure don't tell no lie

And she told my fortune, as I walked through her door
And she told my fortune, as I walked through her door
Said: I'm sorry for you, buddy, whoo-Lord, your woman don't want you no more

Well, I turned around, said: I believe I'll go downtown
Well, I turned around, said: I believe I'll go downtown
To Chicago River, whoo-Lord, and jump overboard and drown

The hoodoo said: Son, please don't act no clown
The hoodoo said: Son, please don't act no clown
Because it's a many more women, whoo-Lord, lyin' 'round in this no-good town

A hoodoo is all right, in their low-down plans
The hoodoo is all right, in their low-down plans
But they will take your woman, whoo-Lord, and put her with another man

Recorded:

October 6, 1937; New York City, NY

Musicians:

  • Johnnie Temple: vocals, guitar
  • The Harlem Hamfats:
  • Odell Rand: clarinet
  • Horace Malcolm: piano
  • Joe McCoy: guitar
  • Charlie McCoy: guitar, mandolin
  • John Lindsay: bass
  • Fred Flynn: drums