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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