Catfish Joe and the Voodoo Queen

Catfish Joe was smooth as whiskey In a suit he couldn't afford. He'd tell lonely women stories and they'd open every door. He was a doctor, lawyer, pilot depending on the day. If there was money on the table, Joe could charm it all away

Down in Louisiana bayou country, lived a princess dressed in black. She sold love potions, lucky charms and promised exes would come back. She'd wave her hands and read the future for a very modest fee. And every man who crossed her path looked suspiciously like a groom-to-be.

Oh Lord, what a sight to see., Catfish Joe and the Voodoo Queen. Both were fishing in the dark, till they hooked each other's hearts. Two tricksters caught in their own schemes. Catfish Joe and the Voodoo Queen

Joe arrived with fake credentials and a smile a mile wide. The Princess saw a wealthy bachelor and thought, "That man's mine."She cast a spell beneath the moonlight. Joe laughed and played along . But somewhere in the middle of it, everything went wrong.

Oh Lord, what a sight to see, Catfish Joe and the Voodoo Queen. Both were fishing in the dark, till they hooked each other's hearts. Two tricksters caught in their own schemes, Catfish Joe and the Voodoo Queen.

Then came the wedding invitations. Half the county paid to go. Folks took bets on who would run first, the Princess or old Joe. Joe stood trapped beside the preacher, Sweating through his rented coat. While she came down the aisle, smiling like a panther and a ghost.

Joe discovered she wasn't royalty. The Princess found Joe wasn't rich. The crowd expected fireworks, and a spectacular ditch, but they looked into each other's eyes, and knew what both had done. Nobody there could claim surprise, when neither one would run.

Oh Lord, what a sight to see, Catfish Joe and the Voodoo Queen. She tricked him and he tricked her, now they're stuck for better or worse. Two scammers living out their dreams, Catfish Joe and the Voodoo Queen

Now they got three little children, and the town sleeps with one eye open. One can sell you your own bicycle. One can curse your prize-winning cow. And the baby? Lord have mercy...The baby does both.