Black Mountain Blues

Old Black Mountain, tried to spit in your face
Old Black Mountain, tried to spit in your face
Baby's grabbing whiskey, oh, she's practicing bass

Oh, old Black Mountain, mean as they can be
Old Black Mountain, mean as they can be
They use gunpowder just to sweeten the tea

Had a girl in Black Mountain, sweetest girl in town
Had a girl in Black Mountain, sweetest girl in town
But she met a sweet black man
And 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
Jury call him guilty, Judge will grant him bail

Going back to Black Mountain
Me, my razor, my gun
Going back to Black Mountain
Me, my razor, my gun
Gonna cut her if she stands, and shoot her if she runs