Mai in black Johnny Cash
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I / wear it for the prisoner, who has / long paid for his crime.
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But is / there because he's a victim of the / times.
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I / wear the black for those, who've never / read,
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listened to the words, that Jesus / said,
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/ bout the road to happi - ness, through / love and chari - ty,
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Why, you'd / think He's talking straight to you and / me.
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Well, we're / doin' mighty fine, I do sup - / pose,
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In our / streak-of-lightnin' cars and fancy / clothes,
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But / just so we're re -minded, of, the / ones who are held back,
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Up / front there oughta be a man in / black.
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I / wear it for the sick and lonely / old,
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For the / reckless ones, whose bad trip left them / cold,
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I / wear the black in mournin', for the / lives that could have been,
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Each / week we lose a hundred fine young / men. and
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I / wear it for the thousands who have / died,
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Be - / lievin' that the Lord was on their / side,
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/ wear it for another hundred / thousand who have died,
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Be - / lievin' that we all were on their / side.
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Well, there's / things that never will be right, I / know, and
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But / 'til we start to make a move, to / make a few things right,
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You'll / never see me wear a suit of / white.
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Aw! I'd / love to wear a rainbow every / day, and
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Tell the world that ev'rything's / OK,
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But I'll / try to carry off a little / darkness on my back,
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'Til / things are brighter, I'm the man in / black.
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ell, you / wonder why I always dress in / black.W
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hy you / never see bright colors on my / back, and D
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arance, seem to / have a F
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ell, there's a / reason for the things that I have / oG7
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wear the / black for the poor and the beaten / down,C
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of / town. D
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I / wear it for the prisoner, who has / long paid for his crime.
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But is / there because he's a victim of the / times.
/ C /
I / wear the black for those, who've never / read,
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/ D Or /listened to the words, that Jesus / said,
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A -/ bout the road to happi - ness, through / love and chari - ty,
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Why, you'd / think He's talking straight to you and / me.
/ C /
Well, we're / doin' mighty fine, I do sup - / pose,
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In our / streak-of-lightnin' cars and fancy / clothes,
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But / just so we're re -minded, of, the / ones who are held back,
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Up / front there oughta be a man in / black.
/ C /
I / wear it for the sick and lonely / old,
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For the / reckless ones, whose bad trip left them / cold,
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I / wear the black in mournin', for the / lives that could have been,
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C
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Each / week we lose a hundred fine young / men. and
/ C /
I / wear it for the thousands who have / died,
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Be - / lievin' that the Lord was on their / side,
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Be - / lievin' that we all were on their / side.
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Well, there's / things that never will be right, I / know, and
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gs need changin' ev'rywhere you / go,/
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But / 'til we start to make a move, to / make a few things right,
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You'll / never see me wear a suit of / white.
/ C /
Aw! I'd / love to wear a rainbow every / day, and
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Tell the world that ev'rything's / OK,
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But I'll / try to carry off a little / darkness on my back,
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'Til / things are brighter, I'm the man in / black.