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