Black Girl, Black Girl, don't you lie to me tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines in the pines where the sun never shines and you shiver all night through
Her husband was a driving man about a half a mile from here
And his head was found in a driver's wheel but his body has never been found
Black Girl, Black Girl where will you go well I'm going where the sun don't shine
In the pines in the pines where the sun never shines and you shiver all night through