Crickets are chirpin'the water is high
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin'dry
The window's wide open African trees
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze
Not a word of good-bye not even a note
She's gone with the man in the long black coat
Somebody's seen 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'd quote
There was dust on the man in the long black coat
Preacher was talkin' there's a sermon he gave
He said 'Ev'ry man's conscience is vile and depraved
You cannot depend on it to be your guide 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
There are no mistakes in life
Some people say it's true sometimes you can see it that way
The people don't live or die
People just float
She went with the man in the long black coat
There's smoke on the water it's been there since June
Tree trunks uprooted in the high crescent moon
Hear the pulse and vibration and rumbling force
Somebody's out there beating on a dead horse
She never said nothing there was nothing she wrote
She's gone with the man in the long black coat
