Long Black Limousine - Connie Smith

There’s a long line of mourners

Driving down our little street

Their fancy cars are such a sight to see, oh yea

They’re all rich friends who knew you in the scene

And now they’ve finally brought you

Brought you home to me When you left you know you told me That some day you’d be returnin'

In a fancy car, all the town to see, oh yea,

Well now everyone is watching you

You finally had your dream, yea

You’re ridin' in a long black limousine

You know the papers told of how you lost your life, oh yea

The party, the party and the fatal crash that night

Well the race along the highway, oh the curve you didn’t see

When you’re riding in that long black limousine

Through tear filled eyes I watch as you pass by oh yea

A chauffeur, a chauffeur at the wheel dressed up so fine

Well I never, I never, never, never

Oh my heart, all my dreams yea, they’re with you

In that long black limousine