Black Jack David came riding 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 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 Where you never shall want for money 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 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 Beside my Black Jack David Beside my Black Jack David