Black Suit

Hangin' up in the back of the closet

White rice in a bag in the pocket

Two-piece covered in plastic

Most days, I look right past it, oh

Lipstick and champagne on the collar

Knees a little bit worn from the altar

Tight waist, little long in the seams

Don't fit like my blue jeans, oh

But I wouldn't change a thing

I never know when I'm really gonna need it

I've buttoned up for some pretty big reasons

Good and bad and all life's seasons

I've been there a time or two

And when I do, I've got my black suit

Best man to a best friend when he's nervous

At Christmas Eve for a candlelight service

Pourin' rain with a name on a stone

Said goodbye with one red rose, oh

So many highs and lows

I never know when I'm really gonna need it

I've buttoned up for some pretty big reasons

Good and bad and all life's seasons

I've been there a time or two

And when I do, I've got my black suit

Black suit

I only pull it out when I have to

Tailor made for days when nothin' else will do

And I've gotta use

Oh, my black suit

Some day when the sun sets on me (Oh)

Find a spot by a live oak tree (Oh)

And you know what to do

Put me in my boots

And my black suit (In my black suit)

Yeah, in my black suit (In my black suit)

Oh, my black suit (In my black suit)

Yeah, my black suit

I only pull it out when I have to

Tailor made for days when nothin' else will do (Tailor made for days)

And I've gotta use (I've gotta use)

My black suit

Yeah, my black suit