Lyrics
Down in Forest County, alongside Black Creek
Her spirit hangs thick, thick as moss on
the trees
Eerie smells and sounds at 31 by 89
Air is thick, don't go out at night
She flies, yeah she's high, she hangs in the
trees dressed in silky white
Red Creek stains on her knees
Black Creek Lady, she's here eternally
People say she jumped, jumped from
Brooklyn Bridge
Into Black Creek, now she floats along
the ridge
Clutchin' Magnolia flowers
She rises on the moon
Mockingbird cries out sealing her eternally
gloom
(Repeat)
Black Creek lady's words hang on the breeze
Black Creek lady, will she ever rest
in peace?
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