Blackjack Davy (feat. Andrew Marlin, Noam Pikelny, Chris Eldridge, Alex Hargreaves & Greg Garrison)

Well, Blackjack Davey came ridin' through the woods Singin' so loud and gayly Made the hills around him ring And he charmed the heart of a lady Charmed the heart of a lady "How old are you, my pretty little miss? How old are you, my honey?" She answered him with a silly little smile "I'll be 32 next Sunday Be 24 next Sunday" "Come and go with me, my pretty little miss Come and go with me, my honey I'll take you 'cross the deep blue sea Where you never shall want for money Never gonna want for any money" She pulled off her high-heeled shoes Made of the prettiest leather And put on her travelin' boots And they rode off together They rode off together Last night she lay on a fine feather bed Beside her husband and baby But tonight she'll lay on the cold, cold ground Beside ol' Blackjack Davey Beside ol' Blackjack Davey