Mr. Faulkner stepped from off the train
It was May of '32
He had a stylish tweed coat upon his back
He'd come out to Hollywood
To see what he could do
To get those southern loan sharks off his track
They took him to the movie lot
And they locked him in a room
"Let's see the golden script fall from your hands"
He fled down to Death Valley
With a strange smile on his face
They found him drunk wandering cross the desert sands
Well he longed for Mississippi and a back porch in the rain
Sipping bourbon and staring through the trees
But the silver screen and the money dreams
Have taken old Bill away
And California brought him to his knees
So if you're out tonight 'neath your movie lights
Of a California sky
Remember William Faulkner and his pain
He served it up to pay the rent
But could not deny the price
Now he stumbles drunk through the Mississippi rain
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