The Reverend Mr. Black  By: Stoller/Leiber/Wheeler He rode easy in the saddle He was tall and lean At first you thought nothing but a streak of mean Could make a man look so downright strong But one look in his eye and you know'd you was wrong He was a mountain of a man and I want you to know He could preach hot hell or freezing snow He carried a Bible in a canvas sack The folks just called Him, The Reverend Mr. Black He was poor a a beggar but He rode like a king Down in the Valley where you'd hear him sing Chorus: I got to walk that lonesome valley - I got to walk it by myself Nobody else can walk it for me - I got to walk it by myself If ever I would'a thought that man in black Was soft or had any yellow up his back I gave that notion up the day A lumberjack came in and it wasn't to pray Well he kicked open the meetin' house door And he cussed everybody up and down the floor And then when things got quiet in the place He walked up and cussed in the preacher's face He hit that Reverend like the kick of a mule And to my way ‘o thinking it took a pure fool To turn the other cheek to that lumberjack For that's what he did The Reverend Mr. Black He stood like a rock a man among men Then he let that lumberjack hit him again And then with a voice as kind as could be He cut him down like a big oak tree when he said Second Chorus You got to walk that lonesome valley - You got to walk it buy yourself Nobody else can walk it for you - You got to walk it by yourself It's been many years since we had to part - I guess I learned His ways by heart I can still hear his sermons ring - down in the valley where He used to sing I followed him yes sir and I don't regret it - I hope that I'll always be a credit To His memory ‘cause I want you to understand The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man Repeat Second Chorus 2 Times then A Capella Close Back...