A swampy blues song about a mysterious woman
A mystery woman inhabiting the bayous of Louisiana
Way down in the bayou, Louisiana way
Lives a Cajun lady, no one knows her name
Invites you to entice you, try to make you stay
Wants to hypnotize you, then leave you in the rain
She's the Lady of the Bayou
Legends coming true
Lady who'll have you
When you fall
Daughter of a spirit, tan mulatto skin
If you wander by there she might take you in
Midnight fog is rolling in, middle of the day
Water's getting darker, you can't turn away
Lady of the Bayou
Legends coming true
Lady who'll have you
When you fall
Gathers charms and herbs, narcotic silver dreams
Weaves them softly to a spell down at the old mill stream
Fog rolls in the bayou, the gators all asleep
You can see her creeping in the gloom so deep
Lady of the Bayou
Legends coming true
Swamp woman who'll have you
When you fall