Cash Johnny — Man In Black аккорды

Man in Black     4/4     Johnny Cash
Standard Tuning Capo 2
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Well, you / wonder why I always dress in / black.
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Why you / never see bright colors on my / back, and
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Why does my ap —  pearance, seem to / have a sombre tone,
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Well, there’s a / reason for the things that I have / on.

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I wear the /  black for the poor and the beaten / down,
C                                                   / D
Livin’ in the hopeless, hungry side of /  town.
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I / wear it for the prisoner, who has / long paid for his crime.
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But is / there because he’s a victim of the / times.

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I / wear the black for those, who’ve never / read,
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Or / listened to the words, that Jesus / said,
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A — / bout the road to happi — ness, through / love and chari — ty,
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Why, you’d / think He’s talking straight to you and / me.

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Well, we’re / doin’ mighty fine, I do sup — / pose,
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In our / streak-of-lightnin’ cars and fancy / clothes,
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But / just so we’re re -minded, of, the / ones who are held back,

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Up / front there oughta be a man in / black.

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I / wear it for the sick and lonely / old,
           / C                                                        / D
For the / reckless ones, whose bad trip left them / cold,
  / F             —          C                     / F             —              C
I / wear the black in mournin’, for the / lives that could have been,
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Each / week we lose a hundred fine young / men. and

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I / wear it for the thousands who have / died,
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Be — / lievin’ that the Lord was on their / side,
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I / wear it for another hundred / thousand who have died,
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Be — / lievin’ that we all were on their / side.

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Well, there’s / things that never will be right, I / know, and
C                                                   / D
Things need changin’ ev’rywhere you / go,
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But / ’til we start to make a move, to / make a few things right,
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You’ll / never see me wear a suit of / white.

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Aw! I’d / love to wear a rainbow every / day, and
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Tell the world that ev’rything’s / OK,
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But I’ll / try to carry off a little / darkness on my back,
     / C             —            G7                  / C
‘Til / things are brighter,  I’m the man in /  black.