Born in Montecito
Last in a litter of five
No one loves a street cat
But the mischief made him thrive
Caught a train to San Jose
Faught a dog or two
He hopped a ship to Asia
And brought good luck to the crew
He would be most wanted
If adventure was a crime
Most cats live just one life
Blackjack lived all nine
He lost a claw in Yemen
He fell in love in Rome
She ran away to Malta
So he made the ship his home
He's not that fond of water
But he's never short on mice
The sailors tell his stories
And sailors never lie
He would be most wanted
If adventure was a crime
Most cats live just one life
Blackjack lived all nine
He would be most wanted
If adventure was a crime
Most cats live just one life
Blackjack lived all nine
Blackjack lived all nine