Song | The Ballad of Black Jack Jezebel |
Artist | The Clockwork Dolls |
Album | The Complete Instrumental Collection |
The Ballad of Black Jack Jezebel | |
By The Clockwork Dolls | |
They called her 'Black Jack Jezebel', | |
The Mistress of the Game, | |
And every border town could tell | |
The story of her fame. | |
A long, black coat with two quick guns | |
And endless luck with cards. | |
Until one game destroyed her run | |
The blow, it hit her hard. | |
She lost her cool that fateful night | |
And bet all on a bust. | |
She'd put her faith in an oversight: | |
A man she could not trust | |
He took her heart and took her crown, | |
Her reputation lost. | |
She vowed that night to hunt him down | |
No matter what the cost. | |
She booked her passage on a ship | |
To search throughout the skies. | |
Her anger spurred her on that trip | |
To kill him for his lies. | |
The Dame de Fer saw every town | |
From Maine to Frisco Bay. | |
But still she could not hunt him down. | |
Elusive was her prey. | |
Until one night in Saskatoon | |
She found him in a bar. | |
And when he saw her brown eyes flare | |
He knew he’d not get far. | |
She bought him down with at single shot, | |
She brought him to the floor. | |
He knew right then that he’d been caught. | |
She’d settled up the score. | |
“Well, my girl,” he wheezed at last | |
“I’ve led this merry chase. | |
But I didn’t think we’d end so fast | |
And in this frozen place. | |
“Miss Jezebel, I loved you then | |
And swear I love you still. | |
Just take me in your arms again; | |
I swear I always will.” | |
She held her tongue and watched him die; | |
He bled out on the floor. | |
The man she'd chased 'cross every sky | |
Was quickly no more. | |
"I curse the day I saw your face | |
Or every heard your name! | |
I curse the land, the sky, this place | |
As witness to my shame!" | |
That was the last they ever heard | |
Of Black Jack Jezebel | |
They couldn't care where she'd gone to: | |
To heaven or to hell. | |
But windy nights with chilly air | |
Bring voices on the breeze. | |
And gambling men most everywhere | |
Might fall down to their knees. | |
And pray a devil does not come | |
To play with them at cards. | |
For Black Jack Jezie's brand of fun | |
Will put them all on guard. | |
If she wins, or so they tell, | |
She'll only take your purse | |
But if you beat that dark-eyed girl | |
Your life's forever cursed. |
The Ballad of Black Jack Jezebel | |
By The Clockwork Dolls | |
They called her ' Black Jack Jezebel', | |
The Mistress of the Game, | |
And every border town could tell | |
The story of her fame. | |
A long, black coat with two quick guns | |
And endless luck with cards. | |
Until one game destroyed her run | |
The blow, it hit her hard. | |
She lost her cool that fateful night | |
And bet all on a bust. | |
She' d put her faith in an oversight: | |
A man she could not trust | |
He took her heart and took her crown, | |
Her reputation lost. | |
She vowed that night to hunt him down | |
No matter what the cost. | |
She booked her passage on a ship | |
To search throughout the skies. | |
Her anger spurred her on that trip | |
To kill him for his lies. | |
The Dame de Fer saw every town | |
From Maine to Frisco Bay. | |
But still she could not hunt him down. | |
Elusive was her prey. | |
Until one night in Saskatoon | |
She found him in a bar. | |
And when he saw her brown eyes flare | |
He knew he' d not get far. | |
She bought him down with at single shot, | |
She brought him to the floor. | |
He knew right then that he' d been caught. | |
She' d settled up the score. | |
" Well, my girl," he wheezed at last | |
" I' ve led this merry chase. | |
But I didn' t think we' d end so fast | |
And in this frozen place. | |
" Miss Jezebel, I loved you then | |
And swear I love you still. | |
Just take me in your arms again | |
I swear I always will." | |
She held her tongue and watched him die | |
He bled out on the floor. | |
The man she' d chased ' cross every sky | |
Was quickly no more. | |
" I curse the day I saw your face | |
Or every heard your name! | |
I curse the land, the sky, this place | |
As witness to my shame!" | |
That was the last they ever heard | |
Of Black Jack Jezebel | |
They couldn' t care where she' d gone to: | |
To heaven or to hell. | |
But windy nights with chilly air | |
Bring voices on the breeze. | |
And gambling men most everywhere | |
Might fall down to their knees. | |
And pray a devil does not come | |
To play with them at cards. | |
For Black Jack Jezie' s brand of fun | |
Will put them all on guard. | |
If she wins, or so they tell, | |
She' ll only take your purse | |
But if you beat that darkeyed girl | |
Your life' s forever cursed. |