Son of the Seventh Son

Son of the seventh son Baby, you know it's true This hoochie-coochie man It's gonna Hoodoo you I'm a natural-born lover A real Backdoor man Don't you know this Mannish boy Has grown up to be a man I'm the one I'm the son of the seventh son I'm gon' beat down the devil I breathe smoke and fire I'll come back from the dead, girl Just to say, "You're mine", wonder line You see, the men, the men They just don't know it But the little girls they understand When I say that, "I'm a man" You better believe that I'm the man I'm the one I'm a son of the seventh son I'll be your man, baby But girl, I don't play I'll be your man And I wash all your blues away You see, I drink TNT I smoke a little dynamite Trouble get to runnin' When I come into sight 'Cause I'm the one, you better believe it! I'm a son of the seventh son