I had my fortune told, and the gypsy took my hand And she made me understand that I had lost my man She said I had the wringin' and the twistin' blues I twisted my nervous hands and then I shook my head Went home and jumped in bed, and then I heard what she said And now I've got the wringin' and the twistin' blues He told me that he loved me, I found it wasn't true 'Cause he's done gone and left me, I've nothing else to do But if I know that woman, that caused my heart to moan I'd cook a special dinner, invite her to my home I had some green cucumbers, some half-done tripe and greens Some buttermilk and cod-fish, some sour kidney beans If she eats what's on my table, she will be graveyard bound I'll be right there to tell her, when they put her in the ground "You're the cause of me having those wringin' and a-twistin" blues." Get a paper in the morn, and you will read the news Where a poor gal's dead and gone, with the wringin' and twistin' blues Now I've got the wringin' and the twistin' blues