Well there's times that a man feels like he can't go on

Feeling the same way he did yesterday

Well it's got to be wrong

I've got two eyes to see out of and a human soul

So ride the black rainbow right down into it just as far as it goes

Let's do it

And there's times that a woman well she just won't be wrong

She's going to drum that fact right in to me till I'm singing her song

I've got a headful of troubles and a coffin of gold

So ride the black rainbow right down into it

Until it fits you good

And I'm going to sing my song

Been stuck in a throat far too long

And I'm going to get me gone

Going to get me some

Well

We did it again