D                                         G     D
Tears roll down her face, cross the black satin lace
   G             D              A
On to the finest suit I've ever wore
       D
All my friends are gathered 'round, Looks like the whole town turned out
           Em                        A
To see her cry, like she never cried before
D
My momma hates her, my daddy blames her
   G                         D
My sister swears it's all an act
           G
But if she had wore red
D                         G
She could have raised the dead
       D               A                  D
But my lord that woman sure looks good in black

Chorus
           G                              D
She walked in and stole the thunder, from all the pretty flowers
             G         D              A
For a minute I thought she was coming back
    D                                                     G
But she just came to say goodbye, To a cold old love that died
      D               A                  D
Oh my lord that woman sure looks good in black

D
Close enough to reach her, Right in front of the preacher
    G                                   D
She showed everybody how to grieve with class
           G                               D              G
As sure as I lived and breathed, Even this dead man could see
      D               A                  D
Oh my lord that woman sure looks good in black

Chorus

       D               A                  D
Yes my lord that woman sure looks good in black