Joan Osborne - Man in The Long Black Coat текст песни

Crickets are chirpin the water is high

Theres a soft cotton dress on the line hangin dry

Windows wide open african trees

Bent over backwards in a hurricane breeze

Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note

Shes gone with the man in the long black coat

Somebody seem him hangin around

At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town

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 talkin theres a sermon he gave

He said every mans conscience is vile and depraved

You cannot depend on it to be your guide

When its you who must keep it satisfied

It aint easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat

She give her heart to the man in the long black coat

One, two...

There are no mistakes in life some people say

Its true sometimes you can see it that way

People dont live or die, people just float

She give her heart to the man in the long black coat

Theres smoke on the water, its been there since june

Tree trunks uprooted in the high crescent moon

Hear the pulse and vibrations and the rumblin force

Somebodys out there beating on a dead horse

She never said nothin, there was nothin she wrote

Shes gone with the man in the long black coat