Lover of the Bayou

Catfish pie in a gris-gris bag

I'm the lover of the bayou

Pack your doorstep with a half-wet rag

I'm the lover of the bayou

I was raised and swam with a crocodile

Snake-eye taught me the mojo style

Sucked and weaned on chicken bile

I'm the lover of the bayou, eh

I learned the key to the master lock

Learned to float in the water clock

Learned to capture the lightnin' shock

I'm the lover of the bayou, now

And I got cat's and teeth and hair for sale

I'm the lover of the bayou

And there are zombies on your tail

I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah

I cooked a bat in a gumbo pan

I drank the blood from a rusty can

Turned me into the hunger man

I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah