Big Black Mariah Tom Waits

Cuttin' through the cane break, rattling the sill
Thunder that the rain makes when the shadow tops the hill
Big light on the back street hill to Evermore
Packin' down the ladder with the hammer to the floor

Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
I see the Big Black Ford

Well he's all boxed up on a red belle dame
Hunted Black Johnny with a blind man's cane
A yellow bullet with a rag out in the wind
An old blind tiger get an old bell, Jim

Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Ford

Sent to the skies on a Benny Jag Blue
Off to bed without his supper like the Linda brides do
Now he's got to do the story with the old widow Jones
He's got a wooden coat, this boy is never coming home

Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
I see that Big Black Ford