Текст песни Black Mountain - Rory Block

Well, back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face
Back in Black Mountain, a child will smack your face
Babies cryin′ for liquor, and all the birds sing bass
Now, Black Mountain people as bad as they can be
Black Mountain people as bad as they can be
They're usin′ gunpowder just to sweeten their tea
Well, on the Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail
On the Black Mountain, can't keep a man in jail
Let the jury find him guilty, the judge will go with bail
I had a man in Black Mountain, the sweetest man in town
I had a man in Black Mountain, the sweetest man in town
But he met a city gal, and he throwed me down
I′m bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and my gun
I′m bound for Black Mountain, me and my razor and my gun
I'm gonna cut him if he stands still, and shoot him if he runs
Well, on the Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight
On the Black Mountain, they all shoot quick and straight
Now, the bullet′ll get you, if you start your dodgin' too late
I got the devil in my soul, and I′m full of bad booze
I got the devil in my soul, and I'm full of bad booze
You know I′m out here for trouble, I've got the Black Mountain blues