i pick up all the pieces and make an island

hiyaaa guys, startin' the day right with some good ole' jimi. i cannot explain how much love i have for this dude, i can't begin to even imagine what he would've done had he lived longer, but at least he did so much good with the little time he had. i would kill to rape a guitar like he can, simply amazing. XoXo enjoy



Well, I stand up next to a mountain, And I chop it down with the edge of my hand, yeah
Well, I stand up next to a mountain, And I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well, I pick up all the pieces and make an island, Might even raise a little sand, yeah
cause I’m a voodoo child, Lord knows I’m a voodoo child baby
I want to say one more last thing, I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time
I’ll give it right back to ya one of these days
I said I didn’t mean to take up all your sweet time, I’ll give it right back one of these days
Oh yeah
If I don’t meet you no more in this world then uh, I’ll meet ya on the next one
And don’t be late, Don’t be late
cause I’m a voodoo child voodoo child, Lord knows I’m a voodoo child
Hey hey hey
I’m a voodoo child baby, I don’t take no for an answer

there's too much confusion, i can't get no relief

loveeeee me some jimi, everything he plays is just so insane, blows me away, such a shame he died so young. like really, look how much he did to develop electric guitar to what it's become, imagine what he could've done had he lived years longer. anywho, someday i WILL go to the bethel musuem which is where woodstock took place and try and see everything i can, i would have killed to be at that festival seeing jimi play. lovelovelove, enjoy the tunes:)


There must be some kind of way out of here, Said the joker to the theif
There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief
Business men they drink my wine, Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the wine, Nobody of it is worth
No reason to get exited,The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us, Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that, And this is not our fate
So let us talk falsely now, The hour's getting late
All along the watchtower, The princess kept the view
While all the women came, And went bare feet servants too
Outside in the cold distance, A wild cat did growl
Two riders were aproaching, And the wind began to howl