Lyrics

He’s just a face in a window on a bus going downtown
Going to clean the floors in an office building
High above a city strange
He thinks of his Delta pocket knife and his Gibson L One
His god has punished him to exile with a hundred year flood, things you can’t change

He used to be the Cadillac King, lived in a shack wore a diamond ring
He used to be the Cadillac King, man I thought he knew everything

Maggie Ann left before the hurricane swept her world away
He sits alone by his old coal light, drinkin from his halfa pint of Fleischmann’s Gin
He hoped that god had love and mercy big enough that Maggie had learned to swim

Lost in his reverie hears a voice sounds like it’s sitting on a throne
Says get to work or boy I’ll send your ass right packin back for home
His boss calls him Tommy, but Tommy knows he used to be T-bone
Send me home oh please god send me home