Black gal, black gal

What makes yo' head so hard?

Black gal, woman

What makes yo' head so hard?

Lord, I would come to see you

But your bad man has got me barred


She's gone

She's gone

She's forever roll on my mind

She's gone

She's forever, roll on my mind

She was a real good, black woman

An she was so nice and kind


She caught that Katy

She caught that Katy

Lord, an I swung on behind

She caught that Katy

And I swung on behind

Going to find that black woman

Or lose my black life, tryin'


When I got my bonus

Had my big money

She followed me all over town

When I got my bonus

She followed me all over town

Now that she spent all-a my money

She don't even want me 'round


I cried out, 'Lord!'

I cried out, 'Lord!'

'Lord, Lord, Lord, how can it be?'

I cried out, 'Lord!'

'Oh, Lord, how can it be

That my black woman can leave me

And go back to her used to be?'


But I'm going to hunt her

I'm going to hunt her

With my smokin' .44

I'm going to hunt her

Oh, with my smokin' .44

An when I find that black gal

Lord, her nappy, knotty head

Won't be hard no mo'.


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