My pistol may snap, my mojo is frail
But I rub my root, my luck will never fail
When I rub my root, my John the Conquer root
Aww, you know there ain't nothin' she can do, Lord
I rub my John the Conquer root
I was accused of murder in the first degree
The judge's wife cried, "Let the man go free"
I was rubbin' my root, my John the Conquer root
Aww, you know there ain't nothin' she can do, Lord
I rub my John the Conquer root
Oh, I can get in a game, don't have a dime
All I have to do is rub my root, I win every time
When I rub my root, my John the Conquer root
Aww, you know there ain't nothin' she can do, Lord
I rub my John the Conquer root
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