Birmingham — текст песни (Drive-By Truckers)

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