Black Mountain Blues Songtext
von Tom Rush

On black mountain
Child will spit in your face
Baby on black mountain
Child will spit in your face
All the babies cry for whiskey
All the birds sing bass

On black mountain
They as mean as they can be
Old black mountain
They as mean as they can be
Call for gunpowder
Just to sweeten they tea


Had a girl in black mountain
Sweetest little woman in town
Had a girl in black mountain
Sweetest girl in town
But she met a sweet black man
Then she threw me down

Well, old black mountain
Can′t keep man in jail
Well, old black mountain
Can't keep man in jail
If the jury find him guilty
Judge gonna go his bail

I′m goin' back to black mountain
Me and my razor and my gun
I'm goin′ back to black mountain
Me and my razor and my gun
Gonna cut her if she stands there
And shoot her if she runs