David Vandervelde Follow

Black-eyed Suzanne, where have you been?
You've made up your mind about telling a friend
Our comfort once robbed you of passion and pain
From the home that you stayed in, the bed where you laid

Oh, my Black-eyed Suzanne

I cannot remove the sand from my sheets
I will not erase the scent of defeat
Maybe I'll see you again

Oh, my Black-eyed Suzanne

Black-eyed Suzanne, submissive and kind

You've buried those pictures from when you were young
There's no more smothering the songs that you sung
When will you learn that you get what you deserve?

Oh, my Black-eyed Suzanne

Wrapped you in blankets and dragged you through the rain
May God forgive me for killing you in vain
Now you're the flower that's growing from your grave

Oh, my Black-eyed Suzanne

Black-eyed Suzanne, where have you been?
You've made up your mind about telling a friend
Our comfort once robbed you of passion and pain