Black Jack David

Black Jack David came runnin

through the woods,

and he sang so loud and gaily,

made the hills around him ring,

and he charmed the heart of a lady,

and he 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 sixteen next Sunday,

I'll be sixteen next Sunday."

Come go with me, my pretty little miss,

come go with, me my honey !

I'll take you across the deep blue sea,

for you never shall want for money,

where you never shall want for money.

She pulled off her high-heeled shoes,

they were made of Spanish leather.

She put on those low-heeled shoes,

and they both rode off together,

and they both rode off together.

Last night I lay on a warm feather bed,

beside my husband and baby.

Tonight I lay on the cold, cold ground,

by the side of Black Jack David,

by the side of Black Jack David.