Ladies and gentlemen let's have a fine hand for The Byrds Catfish pie in a 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 Snacked-eye taught me the moyo style Sucked and weaned on chicken bile I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah Well, I learned the key to the master lock I learned to float in the water clock I learned to capture the lightnin' shock I'm the lover of the bayou And I've got cats and teeth and hair for sale I'm the lover of the bayou Baron Samedi is on your tail I'm the lover of the bayou I cooked the bat in the gumbo pan Drank the blood from a rusty can Turned me into the hunger man I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah
