Way down in Louisiana where the black trees grow, lived a hoodoo lady named Marie Laveau.She's got a black cat too, a mojo bone, and anyone who wouldn't leave her alone, she'd go.Another man done gone.Well, she lived down a swamp and a hollow log. She had a one-eyed snake and a two-legged dog.A thin bone body and stringy hair, and if she'd ever catch it messin' around there, she'd go.Another man done gone.And then one night when the moon was bright, into the swamp came old handsome Jack.No good feller like you all know, looking around for Marie Laveau.He said, Marie Laveau, how you lovely witch, give me them charms that will make me rich.Give me a million dollars and I'll tell you what I'll do.This very night I'm gonna marry you.Woo, look out baby.Another man done gone.So Marie done some magic, she shook a little sand.She made a million dollars and she stuck it in his hand.She giggled and she wiggled and she said, hey, hey, I'm getting ready for my wedding day.But old handsome Jack, he said, goodbye Marie, you're too dang ugly for a rich man like me.Marie started mumbling, her fangs started gashing, her body started trembling and her eyes started flashing.She went, another man done gone.If you ever get down to where the black trees grow, you see the hootoo lady named Marie Laveau.And if she asks you to make her your wife, you better stay with that woman for the rest of your life.For it'll be another man done gone.
