DEACON BULES
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This is the day
of the expanding man
That shape is my shade
There where I used to stand
It seems like only yesterday
I'd gazed through the glass
At ramblers wild gamblers
That's all in the past
You call me a fool You say
it's a crazy scheme
This one's for real
And I already
bought the dream
So useless to ask me why
Throw a kiss and say goodbye
I'll make it this time
I'm ready to cross
that fine line
Learn to work the saxophone
I play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey
all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name
for the winners in the world
I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama
the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues
My back to the wall A victim
of laughing chance
This is for me The essence
of true romance
Sharing the things
we know and love
With those of my kind
Libations, sensations
that stagger the mind
I crawl like a viper Through
these suburban streets
Make love to these woman
languid and bittersweet
I'll rise
when the sun goes down
Cover ev'ry game in town
A world of my own
I'll make it my home
sweet home
Learn to work the saxophone
I play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey
all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name
for the winners in the world
I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama
the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues
This is the night
of the expanding man
I take one last drag
as I approach the stand
I cried
when I wrote this song
Sue me if I play too long
This brother is free
I'll be what I want to be
I'll learn to work
the saxophone
I play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey
all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name
for the winners in the world
I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama
the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues
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