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This is the dayOf the expanding manThat shape is my shadeThere where I used to standIt seems like only yesterdayI gazed through the glassAt ramblersWild gamblersThat's all in the pastYou call me a foolYou say it's a crazy schemeThis one's for realI already bought the dreamSo useless to ask me whyThrow a kiss and say goodbyeI'll make it this timeI'm ready to cross that fine lineLearnt to work the saxophoneI, I play just what I feelDrink Scotch whiskey all night long(Aah)And die behind the wheelThey got a name for the winners in the worldI, I want a name when I loseThey call Alabama, "The Crimson Tide"(Aah)SongtexteCall me Deacon Blues(Deacon Blues)My back to the wallA victim of laughing chanceThis is for meThe essence of true romanceSharing the things we know and loveWith those of my kindLibationsSensationsThat stagger the mindI crawl like a viperThrough these suburban streetsMake love to these womenLanguid and bittersweetI'll rise when the sun goes downCover every game in townA world of my ownI'll make it my home sweet homeLearnt to work the saxophoneI, I play just what I feelDrink Scotch whiskey all night long(Aah)And die behind the wheelThey got a name for the winners in the worldI, I want a name when I loseThey call Alabama, "The Crimson Tide"(Aah)Call me Deacon Blues(Deacon Blues)This is the nightOf the expanding manI take one last dragAs I approach the standI cried when I wrote this songSue me if I play too longThis brother is freeI'll be what I want to beI learnt to work the saxophoneI, I play just what I feelDrink Scotch whiskey all night long(Aah)And die behind the wheelThey got a name for the winners in the worldI, I want a name when I loseThey call Alabama, "The Crimson Tide"(Aah)Call me Deacon Blues(Deacon Blues) Aus Songtexte Mania