Bob Dylan
Blackjack Davey

Black Jack Davey come a-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.

"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".


Mirror lyrics:

Love my Black Jack Davey".
In the arms of Black Jack Davey
Tonight I lay on the river banks
Between my husband and baby
Last night I slept in a feather bed

Love my Black Jack Davey.
For the love of Black Jack Davey
I'll forsake my husband too
And I'll forsake my baby
"Well, I'll forsake my house and home

Ride off with Black Jack Davey ?".
To go with Black Jack Davey
Would you forsake your husband too
Would you forsake your baby ?
"Would you forsake your house and home

Bid farewell forever.
And said goodbye forever
Gave to him her lily-white hand
All made of the finest leather
Well, she pulled off them long blue gloves

We'll both go home together".
And we'll go home together
Give to me your lily-white hand
All made of the finest leather
"Pull off, pull off them long blue gloves

Wrapped up with Black Jack Davey.
In the arms of Black Jack Davey
And there he spied his darlin' bride
Till he came to a river ragin'
Well, he rode all night till the broad daylight
I'll bring back my lady".
And I'll overtake my lady
I rode all day and I'll ride all night
He's speedier than the gray
"Well, saddle for me my coal-black stud

Rode off with Black Jack Davey".
"She's been with Black Jack Davey
The servant spoke before she thought
Inquirring about his lady
At night the boss came home

They both rode off together.
And they rode off together
Got behind him on his horse
Made of Spanish Leather
Well she pulled off them high-heeled shoes

We'll both go off together".
And we'll ride off together
Get behind me on my horse
All made of Spanish leather
"Pull off, pull off them high-heeled shoes

You never will want for money.
You never will want for money
Take you where the grass grows green
Come and go with me, my honey
"Come and go with me, my pretty little miss

Be sixteen come Sunday".
"I'll be sixteen come Sunday
She answered to him with a lovin' smile
How old are you, my honey ?"
"How old are you, my pretty little miss

Charmed the heart of a lady.
And he charmed the heart of a lady
Made the woods around him ring
A whistlin' loud and merry
Black Jack Davey come a-ridin' on back


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