Well Black Jack Davey is the name of the bear
Been alone in the forest for a long time
But the time has come for a lady to find
And love her hold her singing through the green green trees
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Well the skin on my hand is like leather I ride
My face is hard from the cold wind
My heart is filled with the song that’ll sing
Will charm her fair lady singing through the green green trees
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Well fair Eloise rode out that day
From her fine fine home in the morning
At he crack of dawn came a song
A drifting floating singing through the green green trees
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Well fifteen summers was all that she’d seen
And her skin was soft as the velvet
But she’s forsaken her fine fine home
For Black Jack Davey singing through the green green trees
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Last night she slept on a fine feathered bed
Far from Black Jack Davey
Tonight she’ll sleep on the cold cold ground
And love him hold him singing through the green green trees
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Well saddle me up my fine grey mare
Said the lord of the house next morning
For my servants tell me my daughters gone
With Black Jack Davey singing through the green green trees
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He rode all day and he rode all night
But he never did find his daughter
but he heard from afar a drifting on the wind
Two voices laughing singing through the green green trees
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OH Davey Davey singing through the green green trees