Midnight Mojo Man

MIDNIGHT MOJO MAN Well, I woke up this mornin’, heard the back door slam, I put my boots on slowly, said, “You know just who I am.” I got fire in my pocket, got thunder in my hand, when the whole room starts to shakin’, I’m your midnight mojo man. Yeah, everybody knows it, every woman understands, when the lights go down at midnight, here comes the mojo man. Got a black cat on the corner, got a red moon in the sky, got a woman down in Memphis who won’t ever tell me why. I don’t need no silver dollar, I don’t need no master plan, just give me one old amplifier, I’ll be your midnight mojo man. Yeah, everybody knows it, from the river to the sand, when that low-down groove starts rollin’, here comes the mojo man. I got twelve bars in my bloodstream, I got rhythm in my shoes, I got six strings cryin’ trouble, and a head full of the blues. When the drummer hits that backbeat and the organ starts to jam, you can tell ’em I’ve been comin’— I’m your midnight mojo man. Yeah, everybody knows it, every woman understands, when the whole damn room gets jumpin’, here comes the mojo man.