Song for a Dark Girl

Way down south in Dixie,

Break the heart of me,

They hung my black young lover,

To a crossroads tree.

 

Way down south in Dixie,

Bruised body high in the air,

I asked the white Lord Jesus,

What was the use of prayer.

 

Way down south in Dixie,

Break the heart of me,

Love is a naked shadow,

On a gnarled and naked tree.