Bob Dylan - Black Jack Davey Black Jack Davey come ridin' on back whistlin' loud and merry Made the woods around him ring And he charmed the heart of a la--dy Charmed the heart of a la--dy How old are you, my pretty little miss How old are you, my honey? She answered to him with a lovin' smile "I'll be sixteen come Sun--day Be sixteen come Sun--day" Come and go with me, my pretty little miss Come and go with me, my honey Take you where the grass grows green You never will want for mon--ey You never will want for mon--ey Pull off, pull off them high-heeled shoes All made of Spanish leather Get behind me on my horse And we'll ride off to--gether We'll both go off to--gether Well she pulled off them high-heeled shoes Made of Spanish Leather Got behind him on his horse And they rode off to--gether They both rode off to--gether At night the boss came home Inquiring about his lady The servant spoke before she thought "She's been with Black Jack Da--vey Rode off with Black Jack Da--vey" Well, saddle for me my coal-black stud He's speedier than the gray I rode all day and I'll ride all night And I'll overtake my la--dy I'll bring back my la--dy Well, he rode all night till the broad daylight Till he came to a river ragin' And there he spied his darlin' bride In the arms of Black Jack Da--vey Wrapped up with Black Jack Da--vey Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves All made of the finest leather Give to me your lily-white hand And we'll go home to--gether We'll both go home to-gether Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves All made of the finest leather Gave to him her lily-white hand And said goodbye for--ever Bid farewell for--ever Would you forsake your house and home Would you forsake your baby? Would you forsake your husband too To go with Black Jack Da--vey Ride off with Black Jack Da--vey? Well, I'll forsake my house and home And I'll forsake my baby I'll forsake my husband too For the love of Black Jack Da--vey Love my Black Jack Da--vey Last night I slept in a feather bed Between my husband and baby Tonight I lay on the river banks In the arms of Black Jack Da--vey Love my Black Jack Da--vey
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