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Willie Dixon - I ain't superstitious
Well, I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Well, I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
And don't sweep me with a broom
It's a sign you may get put in jail
When my right hand itches
I get money for sure
When my right hand itches
I get money for sure
But when my left eye jumps
Somebody got to go
Now, when my right eye jumps
I will really be glad
Now, when my right eye jumps
I will really be glad
But when my left eye jumps
You're gonna be real mad
Now when you drop a dish rag
You know somebody's coming hungry
Now when you drop a dish rag
You know somebody's coming hungry
When my right hand itches
You can bet you're gonna get some money
Well, I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Well, I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
And don't sweep me with a broom
It's a sign you may get put in jail
Well, the dogs are howlin'
All over the neighbourhood
Well, the dogs are howlin'
All over the neighbourhood
That is a true sign of death
Baby, that ain't no good
Well, I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
Well, I ain't superstitious
But a black cat crossed my trail
And don't sweep me with a broom
It's a sign you may get put in jail
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