Long Black Limousine
(Bobby George - Vern Stovall)
There's a long line of mourners driving down our street
Their fancy cars are such a sight to see
They're all of your rich friends that you knew in the city
And now they finally brought you on to me.
When you left home you told me someday you'd be returning
In a fancy car for all the town to see
Now everyone is watching I guess you got your dream
You're riding in a long black limousine.
The papers told of how you lost your life
The party and the fatal crash that night
The race upon the highway the curve you didn't see
And now you're in that long black limousine.
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Through tear dimmed eyes I watch as you ride by
With a chauffer at the wheel dressed up so fine
I'll never love another for my heart and all my dreams
Are with you in that long black limousine...
