Baron Samedi

I'll show you man who walk on fire

And don't get burned

Don't get burned, don't get burned

He don't get burned

I'll show you man who tread on glass

And he don't get cut

Don't get cut, don't get cut

He don't get cut

You can take a knife and slit his throat

And he won't drop dead

Won't drop dead, won't drop dead

He won't drop dead

Been a ju-ju boy for a thousand years

And he ain't cut yet

Ain't cut yet, ain't cut yet

He ain't cut yet

Hold 'em

You've got to crease 'em and fold 'em

You've got to shape 'em and mould 'em

Take a piece of their soul man

Well he can take a little moonlight

Suck the poison from a snakebite

Movin' round about midnight

He's got the power of life

See the sacrifice of the virgin women

See the deadly snake and the headless chicken

Take a sip from dripping red

Make it with the living dead

Take you up when you feeling down

When you're sick he will come around

Takes his cures from out the ground

He's the one who can hypnotize

And you'll never believe your eyes

He can cause the dead to rise