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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.
'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
Inquirring about his lady
The servant spoke before she thought
'She's been with Black Jack Davey
Rode off with Black Jack Davey'.
'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'.
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Blackjack Davey come a-ridin' on by,
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.
His servant spoke before she thought,
She's been with Blackjack Davey,
Rode off with Blackjack Davey.
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 Blackjack Davey,
Wrapped up with Blackjack 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 both 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 good-bye forever.
Bid farewell forever.
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Would you forsake your house and home,
Would you forsake your baby?
Would you forsake your husband, too,
To go with Blackjack Davey,
Ride off with Blackjack 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 Blackjack Davey,
Love my Blackjack Davey.
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Last night I slept in a feather bed
Between my husband and baby.
Tonight I lay on the river banks
In the arms of Blackjack Davey,
Love my Blackjack Davey.