It’s bad luck if I’m jolly, bad luck if I cry
It’s bad luck if I’m jolly, bad luck if I cry
It’s bad luck if I stay here, it’s still more bad luck if I die

Last night a hootin’ owl came and sat right over my door

Last night a hootin’ owl came and sat right over my door
A feelin’ seems to tell me, I’ll never see my man no more

I feel my left eye jumpin’, my heart a-bumpin’
I’m on my P’s and Q’s
I feel my brain a-thumpin’, I got no time to lose
Mama’s superstitious, tryin’ to overcome these blues