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BbWell, you wonder why I always dress in black. Why you never see bright colors on my baCck, and WEbhy does my ap - pBbearance, seem to haEbve a sombre tBbone, Well, there's a rCmeason for the things that I have onF7.
I wBbear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of toCwn. I weEbar it for the pBbrisoner, who has loEbng paid for his crimBbe. But is therCme because he's a victim of the crF7ime.
I weBbar the black for those, who've never read, Or listened to the words, that Jesus saiCd, AboEbut the road to happi - neBbss, through lEbove and chari - tBby, Why, you'd Cmthink He's talking straight to you and mF7e.
Well, we're dBboin' mighty fine, I do sup - pose, In our streak-of-lightnin' cars and fancy cClothes, But jEbust so we're re -miBbnded, of, the onEbes who are held baBbck, Up Cmfront there oughta be a man in blacF7k.
I wBbear it for the sick and lonely old, For the reckless ones, whose bad trip left them cCold, I weEbar the black in mournBbin', for the liEbves that could have beBben, Each wCmeek we lose a hundred fine young mF7en.
AndBb I wear it for the thousands who have died, believen' that the Lord was on their side, C I weEbar it for another hunBbdred thousand wEbho have died, Bb BelievCmen' that we all were on their sideF7.
WelBbl, there's things that never will be right I know, and things need changing everywhere you go, C but Eb'til we start to makeBb a move, to makEbe a few things right, Bb you'llCm never see me wear a suit of whiteF7.
Oh BbI'd love to wear a rainbow every day, and tell the world that everything's OK, C but EbI'll try to carry offBb a little darknEbess on my back, Bb 'till Cmthings are brighter, I'm the man iF7n black.