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Alabama At Night

from Upland Stories by Robbie Fulks

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A red-tail hawk sat watchful at the faded edge of day
The phone poles and the pines rose form the scoured clay
The sun was slipping toward the gulf in its own good time
And you would not think of death if you drove on past the signs
 
The old men at the roadhouse weren’t too polite to stare
Where we’d come from wasn’t home, and we were far from even there
The camera round my neck drew suspicious eyes to me
We were not there to talk, we were only there to see
 
And when their faces had said nothing
Was then I stepped outside
And in the instant I knew I’d not forget the sight
Alabama at night, Alabama at night
 
You took the wheel up 119, I scanned the road ahead
Trying to let all I could see cover up all that I’d read
The hotel would not likely let a working man lie down
Like a current through its walls ran the sorrow and the sound
 
I knelt down to let it in me
Sure it would come if I gave it time
I fumbled ‘mongst 100 words but words don’t do it right
Alabama at night, Alabama at night
 
100 words mean nothing
But what 1000 others say they might
 
Through sunlit rooms the wealthy walk and the pale unshaven men
To stand before each frame 5 seconds maybe 10
And to unveil all the maker wanted to portray
But I’m not there to talk, and if I were I wouldn’t say.
 
A cross of roughcut branches in the wide grey-shadowed sky
A child not far from birth, with the end etched in her eyes
The morning star above her and a hymn upon the breeze
But poor’s no sacred song, poor is a disease
 
And no hand reaches down from heaven
And no one denies it might
So patiently we wait here, as onward it rolls
Alabama at night, Alabama at night

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from Upland Stories, released April 1, 2016

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Robbie Fulks Chicago, Illinois

Robbie Fulks is a recording artist, instrumentalist, & songwriter living in Chicago. His most recent release, Upland Stories, earned wide-spread recognition & 2 Grammy® nominations. His early work helped define the 90s "alt-country" movement while his newer work extends that tradition with old-time rambles, reflections on love, & the troubles the people. ... more

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