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Long Black Jar
Words and music by Peter Cleave





Long Black Jar

I saw your picture on the wall
Thought I heard you in the hall
I put flowers in a long black jar

Now I'm playing such a sad guitar
And I'm wondering where we are
Come on darling, talk to me

Did I hear you in the driveway
Was that your voice on the wind
I thought I felt you behind me
but there's just one person here

Now I'm playing such a sad guitar
And I'm wondering where we are
Come on darling, talk to me

Talk to me about the way things used to be
Talk to me but don't tell me
about setting me free

Saw your picture on the wall
Thought I heard you in the hall
Put flowers in a long glass jar

Now I'm playing such a sad guitar
and I'm wondering where we are
Come on darling, talk to me