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He rode easy in the saddle,
He was tall and lean,
And at first you'da thought nothing,
But a streak of mean,
Could make a man look,
So down right strong,
But one look in his eyes,
And you knowed you was wrong.
He was a mountain of a man,
And I want you to know,
He could preach hot hell,
Or freezing snow,
He carried a Bible in a canvas sack,
And folks just called him,
The Reverend Mr. Black.
He was poor as a beggar,
But he rode like a king,
Sometimes in the evening,
I could hear him sing.
I got to walk that lonesome valley,
I got to walk it by myself,
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me,
I got to walk it by myself.
If ever I could have thought,
That this man in black,
Was soft,
And had any yellow up his back,
I gave that notion up the day,
A lumberjack came in,
And it wasn't to pray.
Yeah, he kicked open,
The meeting house door,
And he cussed everybody,
Up and down the floor,
Then, when things got quiet,
In the place,
He walked up,
And cusses in the preacher's face.
He hit that Reverend,
Like a kick of a mule,
And to my way of thinking,
It took a pure fool,
To turn the other face,
To that lumber jack,
But that's what he did,
The Reverend Mr. Black.
He stood like a rock,
A man among men,
And he let that lumberjack,
Hit him again,
And then,
With a voice as kind as could be,
He cut him down,
Like a big oak tree when he said.
You’ve got to walk,
That lonesome valley,
You’ve got to walk it by yourself,
Oh, nobody else can walk it for you,
You’ve got to walk it by yourself.
It's been many years,
Since we had to part,
And I guess,
I learned his ways by heart,
I can still hear his sermon's ring,
Down in the valley,
Where he used to sing.
I followed him, yes, sir,
And I don't regret it,
And I hope I will always be a credit,
To his memory,
Cause I want you to understand,
The Reverend Mr. Black,
Was my old man.
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Submitted by
madcappunk On May 03, 2008
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