歌手:Bob Dylan
专辑:《Chronicles, Vol. 1》

作词 : Dylan


Crickets are chirping the water is high
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hanging' dry
Window's wide open African trees
Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze
Not a word a goodbye not even a note
She's gone with the man in the long black coat

Somebody seem him hanging' 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 talking' there's a sermon he gave
He said every 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 gives her heart to the man in the long black coat

There are no mistakes in life some people say
And it's true sometimes you can see it that way
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 vibrations and the 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..