Lover Of The Bayou

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
Beware a zombie 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 houngan man
I'm the lover of the bayou, yeah