Catfish Pie In Gris Gris Bag

I'm The Lover Of The Bayou

Mark Your Doorstep With A Half Wet Rag

I'm The Lover Of The Bayou

Raised And Swam With The Crocodile

Snake-eye Taught Me The Mojo Style

Sucking Weed On Chicken Bile

I'm The Lover Of The Bayou



I Learned The Key To The Master Look

I Learned To Float In The Water Clock

I Learned To Capture The Lightning Shock

I'm The Lover Of The Bayou

And I Got Cat's An' Teeth And Hair For Sale

I'm The Lover Of The Bayou

Look Out, Look Out, Baron Zombies On Your Tail

I'm The Lover Of The Bayou



I Cooked The Bat In The Gumbo Pan

I Drank The Blood, Drank The Blood From A Rusty Can

Turned Me Into The Honga Man

I'm The Lover Of The Bayou