He wears a black vest and a black cap too
He’ll pour some sweetness on you
Make you do things you never dreamed you do
He’s the only man for me, they call him Black Jack, he from Lynchburg Tennessee
He keeps his feelings bottled up!
He’s a little shot of courage aw baby in a cup
He’ll make you laugh, he’ll make you cry, he’ll make you tell the truth baby, that ain’t no lie
He’ll love you through and through, let me tell you baby, he’s 80 proof

Don’t want no Jose’, don’t want no Jim Beam, They don’t do nothing for me
Don’t want no Johnny Red, Lord, I’d rather be dead
Just give me my man, the one from Tennessee

He got a long skinny neck, a big bottom too
But if he get his hands on you, lord baby, he knows just what to do
He’ll knock you, with just one shot in the night, oh that’s right…
They call him Black Jack, he from Lynchburg Tennessee
They call him Black Jack, he from Lynchburg Tennessee