I may get drunk, I may get woozy But I’m goin’ home with black-eyed Susie... 
Chorus Hey, black eyed Susie, Ho, black eyed Susie Hey, black eyed Susie Jane 
I got a girl, lives in a holler She won’t come, and I won’t call ’er... 
Old man, old man, I want your daughter To carry my wood and carry my water... 
Black eyed Susie went to town All she wore was a gingham gown... 
I love my wife, I love my baby Love my biscuits sopped in gravy... 
Up red oak and down salt water Some old man gonna lose his daughter... 
All I need to make me happy, Two little boys to call me pappy 
One named Paul, the other one Davy, One likes ham and the other one gravy 
Black eyed Susie went huckleberry pickin’, Came home late and took a lickin’ 
Goin’ back home with a pocket full of money, Somebody there to call me honey 
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