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