The Black League

Many A Good Man

The Black League


There's a man in the woods upon that hill 
With a rope in his hands, with a will to kill some time: 
To kill his only thing! 
The thing that kept him moving on 
In a life that was moving towards its end 
From the beginning anyway... 
The day is hot - He's so cold 
He is too young - But feels so old 
And far from being beautiful and bold! 
Help - There ain't none for him 
He's lost and he is done with it forever and for good 
Made up his mind, oh yes! 

Black soul - Blue skies 
Cold sweat and dead inside 
A wrong man in a big bad land 
Where many a good man failed 

There's a man in the woods upon that hill 
Determined to be doing the right thing 
He's got a mission to fulfill now! 
'Cos everyone's got the right to be a sucker once or twice 
But this here man has lost his count so long a go! 
That same ol' shit from day to day 
What purpose does he have to stay here 
Struggling one more day? 
Well, get away...get away... 
Them flies all buzzing round his neck 
And sweat is running down like hell 
While the sun is shining hotter than in ages! 

Black soul - Blue skies 
Cold sweat and dead inside 
A wrong man in a big bad land 
Where many a good man failed 

He goes alone... He goes by his own way... 
All alone in this vast land 
Where many a good man failed 

Now there's a man in the woods...just swinging in the rain 
They found him just today... 
And noone seems to know his name or his face... 

Black soul - Blue skies 
Cold sweat and dead inside 
Just a man in a big bad land 
Where many a good man failed 

They go alone...From cradle to their graves... 
Every day in this vast land 
Where many a good man failed