(Lyrics by James Seals; music by James Seals and Dash Crofts, 1978)
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Ain't no sorrow for that woman. Ain't no pity for this fool.
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She wrote her name upon my window, signed it "Gone, with love, Midnight Blue."
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There's a story goin' 'round here, 'bout a woman dressed in black.
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Spendin' money and drinkin' whiskey, drivin' 'round in my big black Cadillac.
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There's a shanty down by the river. They say she went there to meet a friend.
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They found his body beneath the willows. She signed it "Gone, with love, Midnight Blue."
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There's a jailhouse down in this county, with its windows oh so high.
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They're gonna hang me come Monday morning, write my soul, Midnight Blue, across the sky.
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Now if I ever get to heaven, I'll look St. Peter in the eye.
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And say don't you ever let that woman ever appear.
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She's Satan's daughter, in shades of midnight blue.
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Midnight Blue
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| Seals & Crofts |
