Black Cat Blues Songtext

I got a big black cat who sits in my back doorHe catches every rat run across my floorNow everybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyI wouldn't sell that cat to save your soulIf it wasn't for that cat, I wouldn't know what I would doRats cutting up all of my clothes and shoesNow everybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyI wouldn't sell that cat to save your soulI been had this old cat, now, for three, four yearsDidn't nobody want him till I brought him hereNow everybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyI wouldn't sell that cat to save your soul(spoken: Catch a rat!)Before I got that cat, rats had holes all in my wallsSince I brought her home you can't find no holes at allNow everybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyI wouldn't sell that cat to save your soulYou have seen a-lots of cats and you going to see a-lots moreI got one I carries everywhere I goNow everybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyEverybody wants to buy my kittyI wouldn't sell that cat to save your soul(spoken: Aw, play it nowCatch a rat!)