Story Behind The Song

Based on a conversation with a homeless man on Sixth Street, Austin Texas 1989.

Song Description

Singer recounts feelings from an ominous dream, and the course of action taken.

Lyrics

I woke up screamin' from a voodoo dream.
There was a black cat scratchin' at my window screen.
Chicken feathers stickin' on my front door,
Stone cold shiver runnin' through my soul.
I believe, I believe (woe is me) - believe somebody
Put a spell on me. It was a voodoo dream.

I was swimmin' up a hill through a thunderstorm.
I took a bull by the throat tryin' to avoid the horn.
Felt like I was slippin' off the end of my rope.
Cryin' to St. Jude, "I got no hope."
I believe, I believe (woe is me) - believe somebody
Put a spell on me. It was a voodoo dream.

I woke up screamin'. I didn't think that I was dreamin'.
It seemed so real. That's the way that it feel.

I went to the gypsy for a mojo trick, y'all.
She said, "Your lifeline is runnin' to a dead end quick, now.
Go bury five hundred dollars in a paper sack,
In the corner of the graveyard, and don't look back."
I believe, I believe (woe is me) - believe somebody
Put a spell on me. It was a voodoo dream.

Mm-hmm.
Got that goofer dust all up around my bed.
Candles burning up my head.
Been drawing crosses out on the tombs of the dead.
Man, I need to sleep, but I'm too afraid.

Somebody,
Somebody went and put a hoodoo on me.
Somebody went and put a hoodoo on me.
Was it you that put your hoodoo on me?
Was it you that put your hoodoo on me?
Whoa, I think it was you.
Whoa, I think you put your spell upon me.
I believe, I believe.
I believe, I believe (woe is me) - believe somebody
Put a spell on me. It was a voodoo dream.
voodoo dream.