| Lyrics: | by Bob Dylan (arr)
1. Black Jack Davey come a-riden' 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.
2. "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."
3. "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
4. "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."
5. Well, she pulled off them high-heeled
shoes
Made of Spanish leather.
Got behind him on his horse
And they rode off
together.
They rode off together.
6. At night the boss came home
Inquiring
about this lady.
The servant spoke before she thought,
"She's been with Black Jack
Dave,
Rode off with Black Jack Davey."
7. "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."
8. 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.
9.
"Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves
All made of the finest leather.
Give to me your
lily-white hand
And we'll both go home together.
We'll both go home
together."
10. Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves
All made of the finest
leather.
Gave to him her lily-white hand
And said good-bye forever.
Bid farewell
forever.
11. "Would you forsake your house and home,
Would you forsake your
baby?
Would you forsake your husband, too,
To go with Black Jack Davey.
Rode off with
Black Jack Davey?"
12. "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.
Ride off with
Black Jack Davey."
13. "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 |
