Black Rose

Way down in Virginia
Amongst the tall grown sugar canes
Lived a simple man and a Dominique hen
And a rose of a different name

Well, the first time that he felt lightning
He was standing in the drizzling rain
With a trembling hand and a bottle of gin
And a rose of a different name

He said, "The Devil made me do it the first time
The second time I done it on my own"
Lord, put a handle on a simple-headed man
Help me leave that black rose alone

When the Devil made that woman
Lord, He threw the pattern away
She was built for speed with the tools you need
To make a new fool every day

Now a way down deep and dirty
On the darkest side of shame
You find that cane-cut man doing it again
With that rose of a different name

He said, "The devil made me do it the first time
The second time I done it on my own"
Lord, put a handle on a simple handed man
Help me leave that black rose alone

"Yeah, the Devil made me do it the first time
Second time I done it on my own"
Lord, put a handle on a simple-headed man
Help me leave that black rose alone

Oh, hi, Kimberly, it's Billy Joe
Will you give me a call? Have you ate breakfast yet? I guess you'll call
Anyway, give me a call if you can, right, bye