She was raised up in a cotton field
In the South Carolina sand
A place they call the Pee Dee
Where no bright light city?d stand
But the boys came down from all around
Like moths drawn to the flame
They?d try to win her over
But she was, too tough to tame
Still each and every Labor Day
The boys would all come down
Wantin? to get lucky
With that lady in black
She was fickle with?em all
And she?d stripe?em, spin?em on the wall
And you were really something when you won
At Darlington
Yeah end of every summer
She would be the Pee Dee?s pride
The boys came with their shinny cars but she?d
Take them for the ride
Yeah Cael and Dale and awesome Bill
All had their way but even still
The lady ruled the day when it was done
At Darlington
Now all the boys, they still say
That they love her the most
But they?ve gone to chasin money
On the California cost
Now the lady in black is faded gray
She?s all alone on labor day
The boys don?t come around her anymore
When those folks from California
Stole the show that shoulda warned ya
That changing times would set the summer sun
On Darlington
Yea don?t they know the awful thing they?ve done
To Darlington
?That aint no way to treat a lady