There's a long line of mourners Driving down our little street Their fancy cars are such a sight to blow- There's a long line of mourners Driving down our little street Their fancy cars are such a sight to see, oh, yeah They're all rich friends who knew you in the city And now they've finally brought you Brought you home to me When you left, you know you told me That someday you'd be returnin' In a fancy car, for all the town to see, oh, yeah Well, now, everyone is watching you When you finally had your dream, yeah You're ridin' in a long black limousine You know the papers, they told of how you lost your life, oh, yeah The party and the fatal crash that night Well, the race along the highway, oh, the curve, you didn't see Well, now, you're in that long black limousine Through tear-filled eyes, I watch as you pass by, oh, yeah A chauffeur, a chauffeur at the wheel dressed up so fine Well, I never, I never, never, never Oh, my heart, all my dreams, yeah, they're with you In that long black limousine There's a long line of mourners Driving down our little street- There's a long line of mourners Driving down our little street Their fancy cars are such a sight to see, oh, yeah I'm sorry-