Economics shut the furnace down Bull Connor hosing children down George Wallace stared them Yankee's down In Birmingham
Take a left on the interstate In the middle of this sultry state I can't wait to see your face In Birmingham
"I don't think it was worth it" the last thing Stanley said to me Twenty four years then a bullet in the chest and I still see him in my sleep Fifteen dollars in the purse He could not save Her family didn't buy a stone to mark his grave "Give me a call, if you need a place to stay in Birmingham" Birmingham
Most of my family came from Birmingham I can feel their presence on the street Vulcan Park has seen it's share of troubled times But the city won't admit defeat Magic City's magic getting stronger Dynamite Hill ain't on fire any longer No man should ever have to feel He don't belong in Birmingham Birmingham
One of my favorite songs, about a city that's very dear to my heart I've spent more time in Birmigham than any other "big city", and this song even sounds like the Magic City. One of the last songs written for SRO.
GuitarManUpstairs wrote:Will somebody in the know please explain the second verse? I suppose I get the gist but still sort of a puzzle. Who exactly is Stanley?
I came here looking for answers to the same questions. It looks like nobody answered GuitarMan in 2012. Maybe somebody will enlighten us six years later.
"Living in fear's just another way of dying before your time."
GuitarManUpstairs wrote:Will somebody in the know please explain the second verse? I suppose I get the gist but still sort of a puzzle. Who exactly is Stanley?
I came here looking for answers to the same questions. It looks like nobody answered GuitarMan in 2012. Maybe somebody will enlighten us six years later.
