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I was sipping on some whiskey when a black cat crossed my trail;
There was a black magic woman that liked to swish her tail.
   It was a black Cadillac that took my daddy to his grave;
   It was a black beauty potion that almost made me out its slave.
A black night was falling the night my baby went away;
It is a black phone I’m using asking her to stay.
   A nasty black tarantula scared old Harry half to death;
   It was hiding in bananas but then it turned and left.
I saw a black panther prowling, for a bite to eat;
I saw the black panthers armed and marching down the street.
    Black Betty had baby, blam-a lam;
   And when she has her toast, she spreads blackberry jam.
There’s a story of some black birds, cooked up in a pie
The Raven that was at the door, would stare with crocked eye.
    There’s a dark midnight calling, I’ve seen this once before;
    There’s a black colored squad car, parked at my front door.
A black rain is falling, that’s turned to sleet and ice;
And Black Death is calling; He’s been knocking once or twice.
    A bruise will turn to black, from the dotting of the eye;
    It’s a black gun I’m buying, making sure that he will die.
A country crooner singing all dressed up in black;
There’s a long train that’s coming, up along the tracks.
  Black colored liquorish, in a baby’s hand;
  Black colored activist, trying to make a stand.
Business that struggle, to get into the black;
Secrets that you’ve gave away, while riding in a hack.
    A leather black address book, filled with women’s names;
    A divorce decree that’s typed in black, that’s listing all his blames.   
The dealer on the corner, who will sell to you some crack;
The black cracks on sidewalks, that will break your mothers back.
   This is all that I have to say, about the color black;
   And any new ideas, unfortunately I lack.
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