Song for a Dark Girl
R. Gordon
Way Down South in Dixie
(Break the heart of me)
They hung my dark young lover
To a crossroads tree.
Way Down South in Dixie
(Bruised body high in air)
I asked the white Lord Jesus
What was the use of prayer.
Way Down South in Dixie
(Break the heart of me)
Love is a naked shadow
On a gnarled and naked tree.