Don't alter my altar, don't desecrate my shrine
My church is the water, my home is underneath a shady pine
Don't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back
When he's against the wall and his future's black

One man's story is another man's shame
I ain't bound for glory, no, I'm bound for flame
So take to the woods, boy, and cover up your tracks
And run away, child, and don't look back

Sad is the lullaby from of a mother's heart and soul
When she knows her child has strayed from the fold
The parish will perish by death's cruel hand
And finish the job that fate began

All that static in the attic, that's just an old drunk ghost
And his chains are rattling but his end is close
Ain't no hell below us and ain't no heaven above
I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love

One man's story is another man's shame
I ain't bound for glory, no, I'm bound for flame
So take to the woods, boy, cover up your tracks
And run away, child, and don't look back
And run away, child, and don't look back
And run away, child, and don't look back


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher, edited by monroeet

One Man's Shame (William Elliott Whitmore cover) song meanings
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