Black Dust Blues

It was way last year, when my trouble began It was way last year, when my trouble began I had done quarrelled with a woman, she said I took her man She sent me a letter, said she's gonna turn me round She sent me a letter, said she's gonna turn me round She's gonna fix me up so I won't chase her man around I began to feel bad, worse than I ever before I began to feel bad, worse than I ever before Lord, I was out one morning, found black dust all round my door I began to get thin, had trouble with my feet I began to get thin, had trouble with my feet Throwing dust about the house whenever I tried to eat Black dust in my window, black dust on my porch mat Black dust in my window, black dust on my porch mat Black dust's got me walking on all fours like a cat