Blackjack Davy Lyrics – Mighty Poplar
Singer: Mighty Poplar
Title: Blackjack Davy
Well, Black Jack Davey came a-riden’ through the woods
Singin’ so loud and gayly
Made the hills 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 him with a silly little smile
“I’ll be thirty-two next Sunday
Be twenty-four next Sunday”
“Come and go with me, my pretty little miss
Come and go with me, my honey
I’ll take you ‘cross the deep blue sea
Where you never shall want for money
Never gonna want for any money”
She pulled off her high-heeled shoes
Made of the prettiest leather
And put on her travelin’ boots
And they rode off together
They rode off together
Last night she lay on a fine feather bed
Beside her husband and baby
But tonight she’ll lay on the cold, cold ground
Beside ol’ Black Jack Davey
Beside ol’ Black Jack Davey
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