| Thirty-two miles out of way cross
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| By Hokey Panoky swamp
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| I met a mojo woman’s daughter
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| And that’s the woman I want
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| She smell like a wildflower
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| And her touch is gonna drive me mad
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| If I get her in the midnight hour
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| I get some lovin' that I never had
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| Listen
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| Mojo woman set your daughter free, hey
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| Put down your mojo, let her come with me
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| Mojo woman, it’s gonna be alright
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| We’re leavin' for Atlanta on the train tonight, oh yeah
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| Thirty-two miles out of way cross
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| I can hear the north bound train
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| It sound like the mojo woman
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| Callin' out her baby’s name
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| Mojo woman set your daughter free, oh
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| And put down your mojo, let her come with me, oh yeah
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| Mojo woman, it’s gonna be alright
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| We’re leavin' on a train tonight |