Verse 1:

^AmBlack Jack Davey come ridin' on back A whistlin' loud and ^Emmerry ^AmMade the woods around him ring And he charmed the heart of a l^Ga--^Ddy Charmed the heart of a l^Ga--d^Dy

Verse 2:

^AmHow old are you, my pretty little miss How old are you, my h^Emoney? ^AmShe answered to him with a lovin' smile "I'll be sixteen come S^Gun--d^Day Be sixteen come S^Gun--d^Day"

Verse 3:

^AmCome and go with me, my pretty little miss Come and go with me, my ^Emhoney ^AmTake you where the grass grows green You never will want for ^Gmon--^Dey You never will want for ^Gmon--^Dey

Verse 4:

^AmPull off, pull off them high-heeled shoes All made of Spanish l^Emeather ^AmGet behind me on my horse And we'll ride off ^Gto--g^Dether We'll both go off t^Go--ge^Dther

Verse 5:

^AmWell she pulled off them high-heeled shoes Made of Spanish Leath^Emer ^AmGot behind him on his horse And they rode off t^Go--^Dgether They both rode off ^Gto--^Dgether

Verse 6:

^AmAt night the boss came home Inquiring about his l^Emady ^AmThe servant spoke before she thought "She's been with Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey Rode off with Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey"

Verse 7:

^AmWell, saddle for me my coal-black stud He's speedier than the ^Emgray ^AmI rode all day and I'll ride all night And I'll overtake my ^Gla--^Ddy I'll bring back my ^Gla--d^Dy

Verse 8:

^AmWell, he rode all night till the broad daylight Till he came to a river ^Emragin' ^AmAnd there he spied his darlin' bride In the arms of Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey Wrapped up with Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey

Verse 9:

^AmPull off, pull off them long blue gloves All made of the finest ^Emleather ^AmGive to me your lily-white hand And we'll go home ^Gto--g^Dether We'll both go home ^Gto-g^Dether

Verse 10:

^AmWell, she pulled off them long blue gloves All made of the finest ^Emleather ^AmGave to him her lily-white hand And said goodbye f^Gor--e^Dver Bid farewell f^Gor--ev^Der

Verse 11:

^AmWould you forsake your house and home Would you forsake your ^Embaby? ^AmWould you forsake your husband too To go with Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey Ride off with Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey?

Verse 12:

^AmWell, I'll forsake my house and home And I'll forsake my b^Emaby ^AmI'll forsake my husband too For the love of Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey Love my Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey

Verse 13:

^AmLast night I slept in a feather bed Between my husband and ^Embaby ^AmTonight I lay on the river banks In the arms of Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey Love my Black Jack ^GDa--^Dvey

Bob Dylan - Black jack davey