Joan Osborne - Man In The Long Black Coat |
Man In The Long Black Coat
Joan Osborne Crickets are chirping The water is high There's a soft cotton dress on the line Hang dry African trees The window's wide open Bent over backwards In a hurricane breeze Not a word of goodbye Not even a note Long black coat She's gone with the man in the Somebody seen him Hangin' around On the outskirts of town At the old dance hall He looked into her eyes When she stopped him to ask If he wanted to dance He had a face like a mask Somebody said From the bible he quote There was dust on the man in the Long black coat Preacher was talking There's a sermon he gave Said every man's conscience Is vile and deprave To be your guide You can not depend on it When it's you Who must keep it satisfied It ain't easy to swallow It sticks in the throat She gave her heart to the man in the Long black coat One, two There are no mistakes in life Some people say It's true sometimes People just float You can see it that way People don't live or die She gave her heart to the man in the Long black coat Tree trunks uprooted It's been there since June There's smoke on the water In the high crescent moon And vibration Hear the pulse And the rumblin' force Somebody's out there There was nothin' she wrote Beating on a dead horse She never said nothin' She's gone with the man in the Long black coat She's gone with the man in the Long black coat She's gone She's gone Gone with the man in the Long black coat Gone with the man in the Long black coat |