Tom Waits — Big Black Mariah Big Time

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 Here comes 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 Here comes the 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