Reverend Mr Black
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1. He rode easy in the saddle, he was tall and lean,
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and at first you'd a-thought
nothing but a streak of mean
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could make a man look so down
right strong,
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but one look in his eyes and
you knowed you was wrong.
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2. He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know.
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he could preach hot hell or freezin' snow.
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He carried a Bible in a canvas
sack,
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and folks just called him the
Reverend Mr. Black.
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He was poor as a beggar, but
he rode like a king.
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sometimes in the evening, I could hear him sing :
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I gotta walk that lonesome valley,
I got to walk it by myself,
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oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to
walk it by myself.
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3. If ever I could have thought this man in black
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was soft and had any yellow up
his back,
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I gave that notion up the day,
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a lumberjack came in and it
wasn't to pray.
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4. Yeah, he kicked open the meeting house door,
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and he cussed everybody up and
down the floor.
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Then, when things got quiet in
the place,
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he walked up and cussed in the
preacher's face.
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5. He hit that Reverend like the kick of a mule,
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and to my way of thinkin' it took a real fool
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to turn the other cheek to
that lumber jack,
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but that's what he did, the
Reverend Mr. Black.
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6. He stood like a rock, a man among men
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then he let that lumberjack
hit him again,
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and then with a voice as quiet
as could be,
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he cut him down like a big oak
tree when he said :
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You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you got to walk it by yourself,
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oh nobody else can walk it for you, you got to
walk it by yourself.
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7. It's been many years since we had to part
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and I guess I learned his ways
by heart.
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I can still hear his sermons
ring,
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down in the
valley where he used to sing.
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8. I followed him, yes, sir, and I don't regret it
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and I hope I will always be a
credit
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to his
memory, 'cause I want you to understand.
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the Reverend Mr. Black was my
old man !
+ last CHORUS…. (The Kingston Trio)