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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.