Many miles from Memphis
In a town that bites the hand
You'd slept with the evidence
Of a counterfeit sound
All the truth and the beauty
That you'd shared around
Was lost in the spotlight
Of moonshine and downs

Its a poor man missing Charlie Rich

And the hearts full of debris
Locked in the lonliest valley
That echoes when its empty
Of a woman left lonely
Like the soul of a river
You washed away
All the bittersweet poison
Of the drowned and Saved

Its a poor man missing Charlie Rich
Fragments of wreckage
Never felt so special
As the flashbulbs on rhinestones
Blew you away
A hunger for fame
In the emptiest vessel
You burned down the lies
And laughed at the flame

Its a poor man Missing Charlie Rich
And every woman understands [or Alex Chilton]
Its a poor man missing Charlie Rich
[To fade] and life has its little ups and downs