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