Текст песни Black Mountain Blues - Paula Cole

Back in black mountain, a child will smack your face
Back in black mountain, a child will smack your face
Babies crying for liquor and all the birds sing bass

Black mountain people are bad, bad as they can be
Black mountain people are bad as they can be
They use gunpowder just to sweeten their tea

Down in black mountain, they′ll all shoot quick and straight
Down in black mountain, they all shoot quick and straight
The bullet'll get you if you start dodging too late

Back in black mountain, you can′t keep a man in jail
Back in black mountain, you can't keep a man in jail, no
If the jury finds him guilty, the judge will throw their bail

Ooh, I had a man in black mountain, sweetest man in town
Ooh, I had a man in black mountain, the sweetest man in town
But then he met a city gal and he throwed me
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down

And I'm bound for black mountain, me and my razor and my gun
Lord, I′m bound for black mountain, me and my razor and my gun
I′m gonna shoot him if he stands still and cut him if he runs

Got the devil in my soul and I'm full of bad booze
Got the devil in my soul and I′m full of bad booze
I'm out here for trouble, baby, I′ve got the black mountain blues

Black mountain people are bad, bad as they can be
Black mountain people are bad as they can be
I'm out here for trouble with the black mountain blues in me