Black Jack David

Black Jack David-Cliff Carlisle
Cliff Carlisle, vocal and steel guitar, Bill Carlisle, guitar, unknown guitarist

INTRO SOLO

Black Jack David come a-ridin' through the woods, singin' so loud and merry
Voice kep' a-ringin' through the green, green trees and he charmed the heart of a maiden, charmed the heart of a maiden

SOLO

"Come go with me, my pretty little miss, come go with me, my honey,
Come go with me, my pretty little miss, you never shall want for money, you never shall want for money."

SOLO

"How old are you, my pretty little miss, how old are you, my honey,
How old are you, my pretty little miss?" "I'll be sixteen next Sunday, be sixteen next Sunday."

SOLO

"Would you forsaken your husband dear, would you forsaken your baby,
Would you forsaken your fine, fine home go with the Black Jack David, and go with the Black Jack David?"

SOLO

"Yes, I'll forsaken my husband dear and I'll forsaken my baby,
I'll forsaken my fine, fine, home to go with the Black Jack David, go with the Black Jack David." (Spoken: 'Fraid old David's got somethin', boy. Yeah, boy.)

SOLO

He put on his high-heel boots, made of Spanish leather
And then he took her in his arms, both rode away together, both rode away together

SOLO (Spoken: Yeah, man, let's go)

Last night she slept on a fine feather bed, beside her husband and baby
Tonight she'll sleep on the cold, cold ground, beside of the Black Jack David, beside of the Black Jack David

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