I’ve been down, it’s the same old curse,
been toolin’ around, I got this little black hearse,
I hit the ground and then it just got worse,
now I’m headin’ for town in my little black hearse…

I believe my doubts, doubt my beliefs,
I see them all now in stark relief
did I sell my soul to save my shirt?
I’m all over the road in my little black hearse
+++ and the night is wild, the streets are dark,
+++ there’s nowhere to stop, no place to park,
+++ if you left me now, you wouldn’t be the first,
+++ gonna roll the top down on my little black hearse…

down by the tracks, around the bend
there’s a cul-de-sac, there’s a soft dead end,
but if I pulled in there I couldn’t turn around,
I’d rather drive this heap into the ground
+++ where the night is wild, the streets are dark,
+++ there’s nowhere to stop, no place to park,
+++ not a lot to say, and her words were terse
+++ I’m drivin’ away in my little black hearse…

between this love and what could be
there’s a gnawing ache, there’s a mystery
I wanna hold that ache until I burst
and I’m drivin’ away in my little black hearse
+++ and the night is wild, the road is long,
+++ might’ve lost my way, but I found this song,
+++ and I’m way behind, but I’ll get there first,
+++ half outta my mind in my little black hearse…