Lyrics:

I wouldn’t say this is the definitive interpretation, but what I hear is a song about a guy on the frontier west who can’t protect his wife and family from gunslingers and outlaws.
I see they're coming
Just tell me it ain't true
All alone in sorrow and I
Fall back to you
One time or another like I thought
She is alone
And I don't walk that tall

Memories amounting to nothing I can't keep
Just as soon forgotten
Hate is all that her tears ever show
Saying sing, well come on, black cat, sing
Hate is gold dripping lies from a tongue
Demanding all
Well, I don't walk that tall

I see they're coming
Just tell me it ain't true
Head down in sorrow
And I stumble back to you
One time or another you might find
Hate is all that her tears ever show
Saying sing, well come on, black cat, sing
I don't walk that tall
I don't walk that tall