Lyrics:

2000
Writer(s): Bobby George, Vern Stovall

There's a long line of mourners coming down our street
Their fancy cars are such a sight to see
They're all of your rich friends that you knew in the city
And now they finally brought you on to me

The papers told of how you lost your life
Of the party and the fatal crash that night
The race on the highway the curve nobody seen
Now you're ridin' in that long black limousine

When you left home you told me someday you'd be returnin'
In a fancy car for all the world to see
Now everybody's watching I guess you got your dream
Cause you're ridin' in a long black limousine

Through tears I watched you ride by
With a chauffer at the wheel dressed up so fine
I'll never love another my heart and all my dreams
Ride with you in that long black limousine

I'll never love another my heart and all my dreams
Ride with you in that long black limousine