Текст песни Bob Dylan - Man in the Long Black Coat

Crickets are chirpin', the water is highThere's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dryThe windows wide open, African treesBent over backwards from a hurricane breezeNot a word of goodbye, not even a noteShe'd gone with the man in the long black coatSomebody seen him hangin' aroundAt the old dance hall on the outskirts of townHe looked into her eyes when she stopped him to askIf he wanted to dance, he had a face like a maskSomebody said from the Bible he'd quoteThere was dust on the man in the long black coatPreacher was a-talkin', there's a sermon he gaveHe said, "Every mans conscience is vile and depraved

You cannot depend on it to be your guideWhen it's you who must keep it satisfied"It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throatShe gave her heart to the man in the long black coatThere are no mistakes in life, some people sayAnd it's true sometimes, you can see it that wayBut people don't live or die, people just floatShe went with the man in the long black coatThere's smoke on the water, it's been there since JuneTree trunks uprooted beneath the high crescent moonFeel the pulse and vibration and the rumblin' forceSomebody is out there beating on a dead horse She never said nothin', there was nothin' she wroteShe'd gone with the man in the long black coat
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