Black Cloud - Eddy Arnold

There’s a black cloud hanging over my head

Down to my last buck

With that old black cloud hanging over my head

There ain’t no such thing as good luck

On the very first Saturday of every month

I go to town to get my some pay

When I ask my bossman about the draw

This is what my bossman say

There’s a black cloud hanging over my head…

Well I earn my livin' by sweatin' my brow

I work so hard at my job every day

With that old black cloud hanging over my head

That drive my dreams away

And if it wasn’t for the help of the one I love

To tell my troubles to There just ain’t no tellin' what that old black cloud

Might drive this poor boy to Black cloud hanging over my head…

I’ve got a seed in the ground for to grow me a tree

This is what that black cloud done

They said all the locust to eat up the tree

I’m gonna cook my brains in the sun

In one of these days when I bade away

I know that cloud can’t wait

It’s gonna holler over me on Judgement Day

To keep me out of the pearly gate

Black cloud hanging over my head…

Black cloud over my head black cloud over my head

Black cloud over my head