Man In Black — текст песни (Johnny Cash)

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 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 `a 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,
Believen` that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen` 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 `til 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 OK,
But I`ll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
`Till things are brighter, I`m the Man In Black