A retail hawk sat watchful at the faded edge of day The phone polls and pines rose from 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 we were far from leavin' there The camera 'round my neck drew suspicious eyes to me We were not there to talk we were only there to see When their faces had said nothing Was then I stepped outside And in the instant I knew I would not forget the sight Alabama at night Alabama at night You took the wheel up 119 I scan the road ahead Tryin' to let all I could see cover up all that I'd read That hotel would not likely let a working man lie down Like a current through its walls ran the sorrow and the sound And I kneeled down to let it in me Sure it would come if I gave it time And I fumbled amongst a hundred words But words don't do it right Alabama at night Alabama at night A hundred words mean nothing But what a thousand others say they might Through sunlit rooms the wealthy walk and the pale unshaven men To stand before each frame five seconds maybe ten You're to unveil all that may grow wanted to portray But I'm not there to talk and if I were I wouldn't say A cross of rough cut branches and the white grey shadowed sky A child not far from birth with the end etched in her eyes The morning star above her and a hem upon the breeze The 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 all unworthy souls Alabama at night Alabama at night Alabama at night