Such a pretty little thing

Gave me a diamond ring

Such a pretty little thing

Ya get the mockingbirds to sing

Such a pretty little thing

I keep my shotgun shining

For such a pretty little thing

In the reflection smiling

Oh her papa moved on

To the world beyond

Oh yes a man can run

Into the setting sun

When the work is done

Black diamond

White gold

Black diamond...

I want you so...

So closer

Such a dirty little mind

Take ya from behind

Just wrapping up those ears

...nothing good to hear...

Oh, just don´t talk

New York has grown cold

Black diamond

White gold

Black diamond

White gold

Black diamond

White gold

Black diamond...

I want you so...

So closer

Oh, just don´t talk...