Catfish pie in gris-gris bagI'm the lover of the bayouMark your doorstep with a half-wet ragI'm the lover of the bayouRaised and swam with the crocodileSnake-eye taught me the Mojo styleSucked and weaned on chicken bileI'm the lover of the bayou
Well, I learned the key to the master lookI learned to float in the water clockI learned to capture the lightnin' shockNow I'm the king of the bayouCats an' teeth an' hair for saleI'm the lover of the bayouBaron Zombie is on your tailI'm the lover of the bayou
Well, I cooked the bat in the gumbo panI drank the blood from a rusty canTurned me into the hunger manI'm the king of the bayou
I'm the lover of the bayouI'm the bayou loverYou better look out now, better look out now[?] get you and fry youI'm the lover of the bayou
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