Gypsy woman told my mother 'Fore I was born Said, you got a boy-child coming Gonna be one son of a gun He gonna make pretty womens Jump up and down and shout (yeah) Then the world gonna know, ooh What's it all about 'Cause you know I'm here Everybody knows I'm here Well, I'm your hoochie coochie man And the world of love knows I'm here I got a black cat bone Got a mojo too I got the little John the Conqueror root Yes, and I'm gonna mess with you Yeah, I'm gonna make you, girls Come on up here and grab me right by my hand, lead me outa here, baby But the world gonna know I'm your hoochie coochie man 'Cause you know I'm here Everybody knows I'm here Yeah, I'm your hoochie coochie man And the whole, the whole damn world knows I'm here Oh, Pat Rush, yeah That's Pat Rush, yeah Comin' all the way from Atlanta But on the seventh hour Of that seventh day The seventh month Oh, seven doctors say "He was born for good luck That you'll see" I got seven hundred dollars, baby Don't you mess with me Even though I'm here Everybody knows I'm here Well, I'm your hoochie coochie man, baby love You know I'm here Merci beaucoup et bonne soirée, thank you very much and goodnight, thank you Once again for Jeff Healey, Jeff Healey

Just one more mornin' I had to wake up with the blues Pulled myself outta bed, yeah Put on my walkin' shoes Went up on the mountain To see what I could see The whole world was fallin' Right down in front of me 'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby Ah, help me, baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah Pull myself together Put on a new face Climb down off the hilltop, baby Get back in the race 'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby, yeah Ah, help me, baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah Pull myself together Put on a new face Climb down off the hilltop, baby Get back in the race 'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah, baby, oh Ah, help me, baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah

By Dickey Betts Copyright 1970 Unichappell Inc. and F. R. Betts Music (BMI) People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you hear it? Love is in the air. We're in a revolution. Don't you know we're right. Everyone is singing. Yeah! There'll be no one to fight. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. Love is everywhere. Love is everywhere. Love is everywhere. Love is everywhere. Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere. People can you feel it? Love is everywhere.