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Crickets are chirpin' the water is high |
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There's a soft cotton dress on the line, hangin' dry |
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The window's wide open, |
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African trees |
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Bent over backwards in a hurricane breeze |
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Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note |
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She's gone with the man in the long black coat |
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Somebody seen him hangin' around |
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At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town |
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He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask |
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If he wanted to dance, he had a face like a mask |
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Somebody said, from the |
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Bible he quote |
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There was dust on the man in the long black coat |
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Preacher was talkin' there's a sermon he gave |
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He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved |
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You cannot depend on it to be your guide |
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When it's you who must keep it satisfied |
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It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat |
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She gave her heart to the man in the long black coat |
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One, twoThere are no mistakes in life some people say |
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It's true sometimes you can see it that way |
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People don't live or die, people just float |
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She give her heart to the man in the long black coat |
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There's smoke on the water, it's been there since |
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JuneTree trunks uprooted in the high crescent moon |
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Hear the pulse and vibrations and the rumblin' force |
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Somebody's out there beating on a dead horse |
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She never said nothin', there was nothin' she wrote |
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She's gone with the man in the long black coat |
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She's gone with the man in the long black coat |
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She's gone, she's gone, gone with the man in the long black coat |
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Gone with the man in the long black coat |
