Devil Blues
Sylvester Weaver
3:05Got one superstition, that's the one I really prize Got one superstition, that's the one I really prize I don't like nobody who's got a pair of mean cross eyes Had a cross-eyed man, hateful as a man could be Had a cross-eyed man, hateful as a man could be Slept with his eyes open, always lookin' cross at me Gee but he was ugly, eyed me every way I turned Gee but he was ugly, eyed me every way I turned I could feel him lookin', Lordy how his eyes did burn Cross eyes make me shiver 'cause they're so evil, low, and mean Cross eyes make me shiver 'cause they're evil, low, and mean Hateful as the devil, queerest eyes I've ever seen Folks who got them cross-eyes, says they see is bad Folks who got them cross-eyes, thinks they see is always wrong That's why me and cross-eyed never gonna get along If I see a cross-eyed person, I was about to meet If I see a cross-eyed person, I was about to meet I'd just cross my fingers, then I'd walk across the street