He comes in each evening where the music is loud And keeps to himself in a blue collared crowd He once had a future he had it all Built his world around a woman but now he will fall
They say he was married to a Birmingham dream He built her a mansion fit for a queen But she upped and left him for some fool from St. Paul She tore down his mansion and left him with walls
Ever since she's been gone He's fenced back in stones around his heart And he won't tear them down while her memory's still around So he just sits there alone in the dark
