Black Jack Davey Lyrics - Taj Mahal

Black Jack Davey come ridin' on back 

A whistlin' loud and merry 

Made the woods around him ring 

And he charmed the heart of a lady 

Charmed the heart of a lady 

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 Sunday 

Be sixteen come Sunday" 

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 money 

You never will want for money 

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Pull off, pull off them high-heeled shoes 

All made of Spanish leather 

Get behind me on my horse 

And we'll ride off together 

We'll both go off together 

Well she pulled off them high-heeled shoes 

Made of Spanish Leather 

Got behind him on his horse 

And they rode off together 

They both rode off together 

At night the boss came home 

Inquiring about his lady 

The servant spoke before she thought 

"She's been with Black Jack Davey 

Rode off with Black Jack Davey" 

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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 lady 

I'll bring back my lady 

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 Davey 

Wrapped up with Black Jack Davey 

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 together 

We'll both go home together 

Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves 

All made of the finest leather 

Gave to him her lily-white hand 

And said goodbye forever 

Bid farewell forever 

Would you forsake your house and home 

Would you forsake your baby? 

Would you forsake your husband too 

To go with Black Jack Davey 

Ride off with Black Jack Davey? 

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 Davey 

Love my Black Jack Davey 

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 Davey 

Love my Black Jack Davey