• Songwriters: Robert C. Hunter, Ronald Charles McKernan

I take a little powder
I take a little salt
I put it in my shotgun
And I go walking out

Chooba chooba (chooba chooba)
Wooley-booley (wooley-booley)
Looking high (looking high)
Looking low (looking low)
Gonna scare you up and shoot ya
'Cause Mister Charlie told me so

I won't even take your life
Won't even take a limb
Just unload my shotgun
And take a little skin

Chooba chooba (chooba chooba)
Wooley-booley (wooley-booley)
Looking high (looking high)
Looking low (looking low)
Gonna scare you up and shoot ya
'Cause Mister Charlie told me so

Well you take a silver dollar
Take a silver dime
Mix it up together
In some alligator wine

I can hear the drums
Voodoo all night long
Mister Charlie telling me
I can't do nothing wrong

Mister Charlie told me
Thought you'd like to know
Give you a little warning
Before I let you go

Chooba chooba (chooba chooba)
Wooley-booley (wooley-booley)
Looking high (looking high)
Looking low (looking low)
Gonna scare you up and shoot ya
'Cause Mister Charlie told me so

Gonna scare you up and shoot you
Mister Charlie told me, Mister Charlie told me so