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I AIN'T SUPERSTITIOUS (Willie Dixon) Recorded by : Jeff Beck; Blues & Rock Project; Vince Converse; Willie Dixon; Chris Farlowe; The Groundhogs; Howlin' Wolf; George Lynch; Megadeth; Pumpkin Uglies; Tony Sarno; Savoy Brown; Scorched Earth; Eddie Shaw; Rod Stewart; Percy Strother; Melvin Taylor & The Slack Band; Tesla; Johnny Thunders; Pat Travers; Chick Willis. Ain't superstitious, black cat crossed my trail. I ain't superstitious, but a black cat crossed my trail. Bad luck ain't got me so far, and I won't let it stop me now. The dogs begin to bark, all over my neighborhood. And that ain't all. Dogs begin to bark, all over my neighborhood. Mmm-mmm This is a mean old world to live in, And I can't face it all by myself, at all. And, dogs begin to bark, all over my neighborhood. The dogs begin to bark, all over my neighborhood. I got a feelin' about the future, and it ain't too good, I know that. I know, I know, I know. Ain't superstitious, but black cat crossed my trail, (I said it so many times before) Ain't superstitious, a black cat crossed my trail. Bad luck ain't got me so far, and you know I ain't gonna let it stop me now. Come on. ***** I AIN'T SUPERSTITIOUS (Alternate titles: Meet Me on the Bottom, Down on the Bottom) (Willie Dixon) The Rolling Stones Meet me on the bottom, bring me my running shoes. When I come out the window, we ain't got time to lose. Well I ain't superstitious, but a black cat crossed my trail. Don't brush me with my broom, Babe, I just might land in jail. Well my right hand itchin', Babe, I get smothered by the shore. Look down you engine, Babe, but somebody got to go. Meet me on the bottom, Babe, bring me my running shoes. When I come out the window, Babe, we ain't got time to lose. Well I hope you are listening, when I come streaking by. Got a bad old man, Babe, and I'm too young to die. Well I ain't superstitious, but a black cat crossed my trail. Don't brush me with my broom, Babe, I just might land in jail. Dogs been barking all around my neighborhood. You give a sign, Babe, ain't do nobody no good. (Contributed by Andy & Mogg - January 2004)

    


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