Black On My Pallet
'cause you're black on my pallet
Bitter to the taste
Tears on my pillow my arm around your waist
There was a time that I loved you
And wrapped you in lace
Now it's black on my pallet
And bitter to the taste
Is there a sentence starts the helpless
Is it a crime to catch one's breath
Is there a judge in this courthouse
Who'll sentence me to death
I'm an outcast to your family
I am a leper in your home
Even the cat fucking hates me
And to church I woulnd't go
I'm black on your pallet
And bitter to the taste
Tears on my pillow my arm around your waist
There was a time that I loved you
You wrapped me in lace
Now it's black on my pallet
And bitter to the taste
There I stand as you had long said
The dying child in my arms
And a bottle of Rye in my hand
Whispered words of freedom
We're singing words of freedom
We're screaming words of freedom
Oh I'm black on your pallet
And bitter to the taste
Tears on my pillow my arm around your waist
There was a time that I loved you
Wrapped you in lace
Now it's black on my pallet
And bitter to the taste
