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