Lyrics

THE BAYMAN SONG - Asetha Power


I want a man who stands steady on his feet

A looker who can hook her for a pan-fried feed

Got a quad, a boat, a freezer full of meat

Hunts like a coyote loves like a beast

I’ll be his Sweetie

CHORUS

I want a Wiseman, Carpenter, Lumberjack Dream

For this folk-singin', Pixie Witch, Wild East Queen

Good eyes, wire-thighs, fisherman genes

A bright-eyed, wide-smilin' Partridgeberry Tart

I’ll be his canned peach with Fussel's cream

He’ll be my Bayman

He’ll be my Bayman, Amen

I’ll be his Sweetie

Don't want no Townie no

I want a Bayman

I want a Bayman, Amen

I’ll be his Sweetie



I want a man who knows what he has in me

Keeps life simple takes it slow and sweet

Grownin' jiggs dinner, fishin' rivers, cuttin' trees

Bakin' casseroles, hangin' clothes, steepin' tea

BRIDGE

What’s a girl to do

Like 'em strong, free and true

My Bayman, Amen

Only one man will do

And he’ll know it when I’m through

My Bayman, Amen