Deacon Blue Lyrics

DEACON BLUE

My back to the wall
A victim of laughing chance


This is the night of the expanding 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


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
And I'll  play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name for the winners in the world
And I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blue

My back to the wall
A victim of laughing chance
This is for me
The essence of true romance

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