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Black eyed Suzanne where have you been?
You've made up your mind about tellin' a friend
Our comfort once robbed you of passion and pain
From the home that you stayed in, the bed where you layed
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
Nocturnal mistress with me and my mind
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
