Lyrics
They call me Dr. John, The Night Tripper
Got my sizzling Gris-Gris in my hand
Day trippin' up, back down by you
I'm the last of the best
They call me the Gris-Gris man
Got many clients
Come from miles around
Running down my prescription
I got my medicine, to cure all your ills
I got remedies of every description
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Hey, now
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Hey, now
If you got love trouble, got a bad woman you can't control
I got just the thing for you
Something called "Control in the hearts get together" drops
If you work to hard and you need a little rest try my utilize rub put some on my drop fix and jam, put some in your breakfast
Try a little bit, ah
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Hey, now
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
They call me Dr. John
Known as the Night Tripper
Sazzle a little Gris-Gris in my hand
Day trippin' up, back down by you
I'm the last of the best
They call me the Gris-Gris man
Sellin'
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Mmm
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Mmm
So why war if your neighbors give you trouble put your fitness in the street
Seal a jewb in my whole car in the street
Try my Dragon blood
My Drawen hidin'
My Secret sand
Try a little black cat if your woman got another man
So easy does it as you put it in the palm of your hand
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Put on a womans feet
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Mumble
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
No, no, no
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
Gris Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya
Hey, now
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
(Gris-Gris Gumbo Ya-Ya)
