Black gal, black gal What makes yo' head so hard? Black gal, woman What makes yo' head so hard? Lord, I would come to see you But your bad man has got me barred She's gone She's gone She's forever roll on my mind She's gone She's forever, roll on my mind She was a real good, black woman An she was so nice and kind She caught that Katy She caught that Katy Lord, an I swung on behind She caught that Katy And I swung on behind Going to find that black woman Or lose my black life, tryin' When I got my bonus Had my big money She followed me all over town When I got my bonus She followed me all over town Now that she spent all-a my money She don't even want me 'round I cried out, 'Lord!' I cried out, 'Lord!' 'Lord, Lord, Lord, how can it be?' I cried out, 'Lord!' 'Oh, Lord, how can it be That my black woman can leave me And go back to her used to be?' But I'm going to hunt her I'm going to hunt her With my smokin' .44 I'm going to hunt her Oh, with my smokin' .44 An when I find that black gal Lord, her nappy, knotty head Won't be hard no mo'. ~