William's Alabama Lyrics - Shannon Wright

He's a man of the grain 

Wears his robe of burly pain 

Bowls the town for alcohol 

Chewed up his name and he sold it all 

Perched it up for sale 

He turned the light out 

He turned the sign down farewell goodnight 

The awning falls flat and the clocks are spinning 

Bowl the town for alcohol you are what i need 

He resides in a carnival turns the pages 

And mocks it all he's a martyr with a wide rope 

Turns his head to watch it fall 

Hacked his hand through the toil 

He's a product of failed love