The Man in The Long Black Coat

<br>Crickets are chirpin<br><br>The water is high<br><br>Theres a soft cotton dress<br><br>On the line hangin dry<br><br>The windows wide open<br><br>African trees<br><br>Bent over backward<br><br>In a hurricane breeze<br><br>Not a word of goodbye<br><br>Not even a note<br><br>Shes gone with the man<br><br>In the long black coat<br><br><br><br>Somebody seen him<br><br>Hangin around<br><br>At the old dancehall<br><br>On the outskirts of town<br><br>He looked into her eyes<br><br>When she stopped him to ask<br><br>If he wanted to dance<br><br>He had a face like a mask<br><br>Somebody said<br><br>From the Bible he quoth<br><br>There was dust on the man<br><br>In the long black coat<br><br><br><br><br><br>Preacher was talkin<br><br>Theres a sermon he gave<br><br>He said, &quot;every mans conscience<br><br>Is vile &amp; depraved.<br><br>You cannot depend on it<br><br>To be your guide<br><br>When its you<br><br>Who must keep it satisfied.&quot;<br><br>It aint easy to swallow<br><br>It sticks in the throat<br><br>She gave her heart to the man<br><br>In the long black coat<br><br><br><br><br><br>&quot;there are no mistakes in life,&quot;<br><br>Some people say<br><br>Its true sometimes<br><br>You can see it that way<br><br>People dont live or die<br><br>People just float<br><br>She left with the man<br><br>In the long black coat<br><br><br><br><br><br>Theres smoke on the water<br><br>Its been there since june<br><br>Tree trunks uprooted<br><br>In the high crescent moon<br><br>Hear the pulse &amp; vibration<br><br>And the rumbling force<br><br>Somebodys out there<br><br>Beating on a dead horse<br><br>She never said nothing<br><br>There was nothing she wrote<br><br>Shes gone with the man<br><br>In the long black coat