Man in 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

Livin' 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've 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 to 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

Believin' that the Lord

Was on their side

I wear it for another

Hundred thousand who have died

Believin' 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 till we start to make a move

To make a few things right

You'll never see me

Wear a suit of white

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow

Every day

And tell the world

That everything's okay

But I'll try to carry off

A little darkness on my back

Till things are brighter

I'm the man in black