Tough Luck Blues Songtext
von Ma Rainey

When a black cat crosses you, bad luck I heard it said
When a black cat crosses you, bad luck I heard it said
One must′ve started' cross me, got half-way and then fell dead

Things sure breakin′ hard, worse than ever before
Things sure breakin' hard, worse than ever before
My sugar told me, speak to him no more


Yeah, my right hand's raised to the good Lord above
Yeah, my right hand′s raised to the good Lord above
If they was throwin′ away money, I'd have on boxing gloves

If it was rainin′ down soup, thick as number one sand
If it was rainin' down soup, thick as number one sand
I′d have a fork in my pocket and a sifter in my hand

My friend committed suicide, while I was away at sea
My friend committed suicide, while I was away at sea
They want to lock me up for murder in first degree