Long Black Robe

Long Black Robe
Robin Moore, 9-18-18 Tune: Long Black Veil, Danny Dill and Marijohn Wilkin, 1959

C                                                C7
Over thirty years ago, I was seventeen,
   G7                                      F                        C
I saw a comely lass, and I built up some steam.
                                            C7
Me and my pal, we were pretty drunk,
        G7                           F                C
And that poor gal was gonna get sunk.

                                                             C7
We pushed her on the bed and we held her down,
             G7                                                  F                     C
Put my hand across her mouth so she couldn’t make a sound.
                                                                       C7
Now thirty six years later, she wants to testify,
             G7                                                     F               C
But my friends in the White House will say it’s all a lie.

      F                 C               F                 C
I’ll walk these halls in a long black robe,
        F                        C          F             C
Cuz I’m the chosen one of those in control.
C            C7                          F                           C
Nobody knows ‘bout the rapes they don’t see,
F             G                 C
Nobody knows but me.

                                                                 C7
The Congress said, “Sir, what’s your alibi?”
    G7                                     F        C
“I just do not recall,” was my reply.
                                                              C7
In my mind I thought back to my days at school,
            G7                                         F                          C
If you think I only done it once, then you’re the fool.

      F                 C               F                C
I’ll walk these halls in a long black robe,
        F                         C          F             C
Cuz I’m the chosen one of those in control.
C           C7                           F                           C
Nobody knows ‘bout the rapes they don’t see,
F            G                  C
Nobody knows but me. And her. And my pal. And the other women. And…

© 2018 Raging Grannies' Songs. All rights reserved.

Site courtesy of Design By Russell