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 He rode easy in the saddle 
He was tall and lean and at first you'd a thought nothing 
But a streak of mean could make a man look so down right strong 
But one look in his eyes and you knowed you was wrong 
 
He was a mountain of a man 
And I want you to know 
He could preach hot hell or freezin' snow 
He carried a Bible in a canvas sack 
 
And folks just called him 
The Reverend Mr. Black, he was poor as a beggar 
But he rode like a king 
Sometimes in the evening, I'd hear him sing 
 
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself 
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by myself 
You got to walk that lonesome valley, you got to walk it by yourself 
Oh, nobody else can walk it for you, you got to walk it by yourself 
 
If ever I could have thought this man in black was soft 
And had any yellow up his back 
I gave that notion up the day a lumberjack came in 
And it wasn't to pray 
 
Yeah, he kicked open the meeting house door 
And he cussed everybody up and down the floor 
Then, when things got quiet in the place 
He walked up and cusses in the preacher's face 
 
He hit that Reverend like a kick of a mule 
And to my way of thinkin' it took a real fool 
To turn the other face to that lumber jack 
But that's what he did, The Reverend Mr. Black 
 
He stood like a rock, a man among men 
And he let that lumberjack hit him again 
And then with a voice as quiet as could be 
He cut him down like a big oak tree when he said 
 
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself 
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by myself 
You got to walk that lonesome valley, you got to walk it by yourself 
Oh, nobody else can walk it for you, you got to walk it by yourself 
 
It's been many years since we had to part 
And I guess I learned his ways by heart 
I can still hear his sermon's ring 
Down in the valley where he used to sing 
 
I followed him, yes, sir and I don't regret it 
And I hope I will always be a credit to his memory 
'Cause I want you to understand 
The Reverend Mr. Black was my old man 
 
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, I got to walk it by myself 
Oh, nobody else can walk it for me, I got to walk it by myself 
You got to walk that lonesome valley, you got to walk it by yourself 
Oh, nobody else can walk it for you, you got to walk it by yourself 
  
            
 
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