Merle Haggard - Long Black Limousine

There's a long line of mourners coming down our street
Their fancy cars are such a sight to see
They're all of your rich friends that knew you in the city
And now they finally brought you back to me

The papers told of how you lost your life
Of the party and the fatal crash that night
The race on the highway the curve nobody seen
Now you're riding in that long black limousine

When you left home you told me that, that someday you'd be returning
With a fancy car for the whole town to see
Well now everybody