I was born in East Virginia
To Carolina, I did roam
There I met a little woman
Her age and name I did not know
Her age and name I did not know
Her hair was of a dark brown color
And her cheeks were rosy red
On her breast she wore white linen
Oh, the tears that I have shed
Oh, the tears that I have shed
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Than, to be another's darling
And know, she never will be mine
And know, she never will be mine
I was known as Blackie's gunman
The best gunman in the land
I could shoot the ace of diamonds
With a drop from either hand
With a drop from either hand
With the dice I have no equal
Some of them are with us now
Most of them are sadly sleeping
Beneath the weeping willow bough
Beneath the weeping willow bough
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