Hurray for the Riff Raff - Black Jack Davey lyrics

Black Jack Davey come a-ridin' through the woods He was singin so loud and gayley 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 to 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 Take you across the dark dark sea You never shall want for money You never shall want for money." Well she pulled off them high-heeled boots They were made of Spanish Leather She put on her low-heeled shoes And they rode off together They both rode off together. Last night I slept on a warm feather bed Beside my husband and baby Tonight I slept on the cold cold ground Beside the Black Jack Davey Pretty little Black Jack Davey Black Jack Davey come a-ridin' through the woods He was singin so loud and gayley Made the woods around him ring And he charmed the heart of a lady Charmed the heart of a lady.