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-woah
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-woah
But I wouldn't change a thing
I never know when I'm really gonna need it
I button 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
And Christmas Eve for a candlelight service
Pouring rain with a name on a stone
Said goodbye with one red rose, oh-woah
So many highs and lows
I never know when I'm really gonna need it
I button 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
Someday when the sun sets on me (Oh-woah)
Find a spot by a live oak tree (Oh-woah)
And you know what to do
Put me in my boots
In my black suit (In my black suit)
Yeah, 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
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