Black Jack Girls
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stardreamer who requested feminist takes or expansions of classic tales. This was partially inspired by the song Black Jack's Lady by the incomparable Heather Alexander (the former alias of the equally incomparable Alexander James Adams) and partially by the classic folk tale of Black Jack Davy, a rogue who rides in, seduces the Lady of the Manor, and rides out to share one wonderful despoiling night with her before departing with her husband's worldly possessions. I wondered, if indeed this man runs this scam everywhere he goes, might this not be an excellent arrangement for women who want an easy way to get the hell out of their place in society and throw away the chains that bind? And if so, what would happen to all those educated, formerly upper class women, accustomed to leadership of at least the staff? Well, for one, I imagine they might have system of tracking each other down to welcome newly freed sisters to the world. This is their song.
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They call them Black Jack Girls
They're wicked through and through
They disobey their husbands orders
And sleep with a rogue's crew
They call them whores and worse
Their hearts are made of coal
They're left to roam the wild woods
Not helped by a single soul
They call them Black Jack Girls
They saw their chance and ran
They seek out others like them
Who want help from no living man
They call them rogues and brigands
They erase the the lives they love
They tell me I should not seek them out
Well I tell them they can shove
You can call me a Black Jack Girl
I'm free now through and through
I've escaped my golden cage
On Black Jack wings I flew
To the ones we left behind
The husbands and to the wise
To the Lords who track us down
And tell of our soul's demise
You've shown us nothing here
But unkindness, pain, and death
Forgive me if I return the gifts
That stole away so many's breath
For unkindnesses and murder
Are also the homes of crows
Ravens tell us never more
And the Black Jack's number grows
stardreamer who requested feminist takes or expansions of classic tales. This was partially inspired by the song Black Jack's Lady by the incomparable Heather Alexander (the former alias of the equally incomparable Alexander James Adams) and partially by the classic folk tale of Black Jack Davy, a rogue who rides in, seduces the Lady of the Manor, and rides out to share one wonderful despoiling night with her before departing with her husband's worldly possessions. I wondered, if indeed this man runs this scam everywhere he goes, might this not be an excellent arrangement for women who want an easy way to get the hell out of their place in society and throw away the chains that bind? And if so, what would happen to all those educated, formerly upper class women, accustomed to leadership of at least the staff? Well, for one, I imagine they might have system of tracking each other down to welcome newly freed sisters to the world. This is their song.<^>
They call them Black Jack Girls
They're wicked through and through
They disobey their husbands orders
And sleep with a rogue's crew
They call them whores and worse
Their hearts are made of coal
They're left to roam the wild woods
Not helped by a single soul
They call them Black Jack Girls
They saw their chance and ran
They seek out others like them
Who want help from no living man
They call them rogues and brigands
They erase the the lives they love
They tell me I should not seek them out
Well I tell them they can shove
You can call me a Black Jack Girl
I'm free now through and through
I've escaped my golden cage
On Black Jack wings I flew
To the ones we left behind
The husbands and to the wise
To the Lords who track us down
And tell of our soul's demise
You've shown us nothing here
But unkindness, pain, and death
Forgive me if I return the gifts
That stole away so many's breath
For unkindnesses and murder
Are also the homes of crows
Ravens tell us never more
And the Black Jack's number grows
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