Mojo Dollar - Tony Joe White

Written by：Tony Joe White/Ricky Ray Rector

Mojo dollar came riding into town

In a '57 chevrolet

Yeah he had a 3030 rifle

And a red bone hound

Said he wanted to make a trade

I seen him come out

Of the pawn shop

With a guitar in his hand

And it froze me in my tracks

When I looked into the eyes

Of a wild man

I were heard the stories

I was just a young boy

People said that mojo wasn't right

I couldn't get it out of my head

So when everyone went to bed

I slipped out the backdoor late that night

Well I came up on his chevy

And I was scared of going on

But I followed his trail and went

Deep into wild man swamps

Well I knew I couldn't turn back

When I found his little ol' shack

And mojo had a big fire in the yard

I couldn't hear a word he said

But his eyes rolled back in his head

He just kept on rompin' that ol' guitar

There was hoot owls callin' there

Were wild cats pantin'

Snakes were crawlin'

Mojo started dancin'

He was a wild man

He was a wild man

I've tried to forget

It but it ain't no use

There are some

Who don't believe

And some who do

But I'm telling

It like it is

There's still some things going on

And whatever you do don't go

Down to wild man swamps