Stray Cat Blues - 50th Anniversary Edition / Remastered 2018

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs

I know you're no scare-eyed, honey

There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs

But, it's no hanging matter

It's no capital crime

I can see that you're 15 years old

No, I don't want your I.D

And I can see that you're so far from home

But, it's no hanging matter

It's no capital crime

Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat

Oh, yeah, don'cha scratch like that

Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat

I bet, bet your mama don't know you scream like that

I bet your mother don't know you can spit like that

You look so weird and you're so far from home

But you don't really miss your mother

Don't look so scared, I'm no mad-brained bear

But, it's no hanging matter

It's no capital crime

Oh, yeah

Woo!

I bet your mama don't know that you scatch like that

I bet she don't know you can bite like that

You say you got a friend, that she's wilder than you

Why don't you bring her upstairs

If she's so wild, then she can join in too

It's no hanging matter

It's no capital crime

Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat

Oh, yeah, don'cha scratch like that

Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat

I bet you mama don't know you can bite like that

I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back