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