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The Man In The Long Bob Dylan
[F#m] [A] [E] [F#m]
[F#m]Crickets are [A]chirpin' the [E]water is [C#m]high
There's a [F#m]soft cotton [A]dress? on the [E]line hangin' [F#m]dry
[F#m]Windows wide [A]open [E]African [C#m]trees
[F#m]Bent over [A]backwards from a [E]hurricane [F#m]breeze
[E]Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note
She [F#m]gone with the [A]man in the [E]long black [F#m]coat
Somebody singing 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' there's a sermon he gave
He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved
You cannot depend on him to be your guide
And it's you who must keep it satisfied
It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat
To give her heart to the man in the long black coat
[D]There are no mistakes in life [A]some people say
And it's [F#m]true sometimes you can [E]see it that [F#m]way
[D]People don't live or die, [A]people just float
She [F#m]went with the man in the [E]long black [F#m]coat
There's smoke on the water its been there since June
Tree trunks uprooted neath the high passing moon
Feel the pulse and vibrations and the rumblin' force
Somebody is out there beating on a dead horse
She never said nothin', there was nothin' she wrote
She went with the man in the long black coat
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