"Big Black Mariah" lyrics
"Big Black Mariah"
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
Cut through the cane break...
Well he's all boxed up on a red belle dame
Fat Blue Johnny on a blind man's cane
A hundred yellow bullets shook a rag out in the wind
An old blind tiger on a pair of new wings
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Mariah
Here comes the Big Black Ford
Writer(s): Thomas Alan Waits
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- Tom Waits Lyrics
album:
"Rain Dogs" (1985)
Midtown (Instrumental)
Bride Of Rain Dog (Instrumental)
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