Marie, Marie
La voodoo, veau
She'll put a spell on you

Marie, Marie
La voodoo, veau
She'll put a spell on you
Marie, Marie
La voodoo, veau
She's the witch queen - oh
Of New Orleans

Of New Orleans

I'm gonna tell you a story
Strange as it now seems
Of zombie, voodoo, gris gris
And the Witch Queen of New Orleans

She lived in a world of magic
Possessed by the devils skew
From a shack near the swamplands
Made of mud-brown brick
Marie stirred the witches brew

Marie, Marie
La voodoo veau
She'll put a spell on you

Marie, Marie
La voodoo veau
She'll put a spell on you

Marie Marie
La voodoo veau
She's the Witch Queen - of New Orleans

Of New Orleans

Dime or a nickel anyone could buy
Voodoo of any kind
She had potions and lotions, herbs
and tanna leaves
Guaranteed to blow your mind

Early one morning into mud, the swamp dew
Vanished Marie with hate in her eyes
Though she never returned
All the Cajuns knew
A Witch Queen never dies.

Marie, Marie
La voodoo, veau
She'll put a spell on you

Marie, Marie
La voodoo, veau
She'll put a spell on you

Marie, Marie
La voodoo, veau
She's the witch queen - oh
Of New Orleans