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 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
 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

 I'll learn to work the saxophone
 I'll play just what I feel
 Drink Scotch whisky 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 women
 Languid and bittersweet
 I'll rise when the sun goes down
 Cover every game in town
 A world of my own
 I'll make it my home sweet home

 I'll learn to work the saxophone
 I'll play just what I feel
 Drink Scotch whisky 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 the 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'll play just what I feel
 Drink Scotch whisky 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