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[G]Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
[G]Why you never see bright colors on my [A]back,
[C]And why does my ap[G]pearance seem to [C]have a somber [G]tone.
[A7]Well, there's a reason for the things that I have [D7]on.   

[G]I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
[G]Living in the hopeless, hungry side of [A]town,
[C]I wear it for the [G]prisoner who has long [C]paid for his [G]crime,
[A7]But is there because he's a victim of the [D7]times.

[G]I wear the black for those who never read,
[G]Or listened to the words that Jesus [A]said,
[C]About the road to happi[G]ness through [C]love and chari[G]ty,  
[A7]Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and [D7]me.   

[G]Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
[G]In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy [A]clothes,
[C]But just so we're remi[G]nded of the [C]ones who are held [G]back,
[A7]Up front there ought 'a be a Man In [D7]Black.

[G]I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
[G]For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them [A]cold,
[C]I wear the black in mour[G]nin' for the [C]lives that could have [G]been,
[A7]Each week we lose a hundred fine young [D7]men.   

[G]And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
[G]Believen' that the Lord is on their [A]side,
[C]I wear it for ano[G]ther hundred [C]thousand who have [G]died,
[A7]Believen' that we all were on their [D7]side.

[G]Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
[G]And things need changin' everywhere you [A]go,  
[C]But 'til we start to [G]make a move to [C]make a few things [G]right,
[A7]You'll never see me wear a suit of [D7]white.

[G]Oh, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
[G]And tell the world that everything's [A]ok,  
[C]But I'll try to carry [G]off a little [C]darkness on my [G]back,
[A7]Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In [D7]Black


Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Living in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.

I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord is on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.

Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Oh, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's ok,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black

Song Author Johnny Cash

Lyrics Author Johnny Cash

Performer: Johnny Cash

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