Reverend Mr. Black Bobby Darin

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He rode easy in the saddle
He was tall and lean
And at first you'd thought nothing
But a streak of mean
Could make any 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 gotta walk that lonesome valley
I got to walk it by myself
Yeah nobody else can walk it for me
I got to walk it by myself