Lover of the Bayou Songtext
von The Byrds

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
Sucked and weaned on chicken bile
I′m the lover of the bayou


Well, I learned the key to the master look
I learned to float in the water clock
I learned to capture the lightnin' shock
Now I'm the king of the bayou
Cats an′ teeth an′ hair for sale
I'm the lover of the bayou
Baron Zombie is on your tail
I′m the lover of the bayou

Well, I cooked the bat in the gumbo pan
I drank the blood from a rusty can
Turned me into the hunger man
I'm the king of the bayou

I′m the lover of the bayou
I'm the bayou lover
You better look out now, better look out now
[?] get you and fry you
I′m the lover of the bayou