Long Black Limousine

(Bobby George - Vern Stovall)



There's a long line of mourners driving down our little street

Their fancy cars are such a sight to see

They're all of your rich friends here knew you in the city

And now they finally, oh, they've brought you back home to me.



When you left me you told me that someday you'd be returnin'

In a fancy car for all our town to see

Now everyone is watching you finally got your dream

For you're ridin' in a long black limousine.



All the papers told of how you lost your life

Of the party and that fatal crash that night

Bout the race upon the highway and that curve you didn't see

And now you're ridin' in a long black limousine.



--- Instrumental ---



Now through tear dimmed eyes I watch as you ride by

With the chauffer at the wheel he's dressed so fine

Oh but I'll never love another cause my heart and my every dream

Ride with you in that long black limousine.



Ride with you in that long black limousine...