Old Black Cat Lyrics - Anderson Ian

My old black cat passed away this morning 

He never knew what a hard day was. 

Woke up late and danced on tin roofs. 

If questioned Why? answered, Just because. 

He never spoke much, preferring silence: 

eight lost lives was all he had. 

Occasionally sneaked some Sunday dinner. 

He wasnt good and he wasnt bad. 

My old black cat wasnt much of a looker. 

You could pass him by just a quiet shadow. 

Got pushed around by all the other little guys. 

Didnt seem to mind much just the way life goes. 

Padded about in furry slippers. 

Didnt make any special friends. 

He played it cool with wide-eyed innocence, 

Receiving gladly what the good Lord sends. 

Forgot to give his Christmas present. 

Black cat collar, nice and new. 

Thought hed make it through to New Year. 

I guess this song will have to do. 

My old black cat. 

Old black cat