Gm           Bb           C        D
Crickets are chirpin' the water is high
          Gm          Bb           F            Gm
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry
Gm            Bb   C       D
Window's wide open African trees
Gm        Bb             F         Gm
Bent over backwards in a hurricane breeze
F
Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note

      Gm            Bb         F          Gm
She's gone with the man in the long black coat
Gm       Bb       C       D
Somebody seem him hangin' around
       Gm        Bb          F            Gm
At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town
           Gm      Bb            C              D
He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask
      Gm        Bb             F           Gm
If he wanted to dance he had a face like a mask
F
Somebody said, from the Bible he quote

          Gm          Bb         F          Gm
There was dust on the man in the long black coat
Gm           Bb                C         D
Preacher was talkin' there's a sermon he gave
        Gm          Bb            F          Gm
He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved
    Gm        Bb        C          D
You cannot depend on it to be your guide
          Gm      Bb           F    Gm
When it's you who must keep it satisfied
F
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat

             Gm           Bb         F          Gm
She give her heart to the man in the long black coat
One, two...
D#m                           Bb
There are no mistakes in life some people say
G5FG5
It's true sometimes you can see it that way
D#m                       Bb
People don't live or die, people just float
             Gm           Bb         F          Gm
She give her heart to the man in the long black coat

        Gm           Bb          C                D
There's smoke on the water, it's been there since June
Gm            Bb            F             Gm
Tree trunks uprooted in the high crescent moon
         Gm           Bb              C        D
Hear the pulse and vibrations and the rumblin' force
Gm         Bb                F         Gm
Somebody's out there beating on a dead horse
F
She never said nothin', there was nothin' she wrote

      Gm            Bb         F          Gm
She's gone with the man in the long black coat
      Gm            Bb         F          Gm
She's gone with the man in the long black coat
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