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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From jfair@vt.edu Tue Oct 31 23:20:07 1995 Received: from post-office.nevada.edu (root@post-office.nevada.edu [131.216.1.11]) by mailhost.tcs.tulane.edu (8.6.12/8.5) with ESMTP id RAA37804; Tue, 31 Oct 1995 17:20:02 -0600 Received: from holodeck.cc.vt.edu (holodeck.cc.vt.edu [128.173.16.28]) by post-office.nevada.edu (8.6.12/8.6.4) with ESMTP id PAA20585 for ; Tue, 31 Oct 1995 15:19:34 -0800 Message-Id: <199510312319.PAA20585@post-office.nevada.edu> Received: from as2511-26.sl015.cns.vt.edu by holodeck.cc.vt.edu with SMTP (8.6.12/16.2) id SAA18074; Tue, 31 Oct 1995 18:19:32 -0500 X-Sender: jfair@mail.vt.edu X-Mailer: Windows Eudora Version 1.4.4 Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" Date: Tue, 31 Oct 1995 18:18:34 +0500 To: guitar@nevada.edu From: jfair@vt.edu (John Fair) Subject: Man In the Long Black Coat Status: RO Hi. It's been too long since my last one...... Man In the Long Black Coat Bob Dylan 3/4 time fool around in F#m F#m A E C#m F#m A E F#m F#m A E C#m Crickets are chirpin' the water is high F#m A E F#m There's a soft cotton dress? on the line hangin' dry F#m A E C#m Windows wide open African trees F#m A E F#m Bent over backwards from a hurricane breeze E Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note F#m A E F#m She gone with the man in the long black coat Somebody singing hangin' around At the old dance hall on the outskirts of town He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask If he wanted to dance he had a face like a mask Somebody said, from the Bible he quote There was dust on the man in the long black coat Preacher was talkin' there's a sermon he gave He said every man's conscience is vile and depraved You cannot depend on him to be your guide And it's you who must keep it satisfied It ain't easy to swallow, it sticks in the throat To give her heart to the man in the long black coat D A There are no mistakes in life some people say F#m E F#m And it's true sometimes you can see it that way D A People don't live or die, people just float F#m E F#m She went with the man in the long black coat There's smoke on the water its been there since June Tree trunks uprooted neath the high passing moon Feel the pulse and vibrations and the rumblin' force Somebody is out there beating on a dead horse She never said nothin', there was nothin' she wrote She went with the man in the long black coat







                       


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