Willard, he's a loner, livin' by the railway
Livin' by the tracks beside his home
Willard, he's a loner; if you're goin' his way, say hello
He ain't got no one to call his own
Soldiers of glass standin' by the trash
Willard's colored bottles in a line
Soldiers of glass, it's funny you should ask
But they're the only friends he has to pass the time
They're the only friends he has to pass the time
And his mama knows that he was once a child
Mama, she was the first one to hear us cry
And my mama knows that I was once a child
Could it be we're all just Willard in disguise?
Could it be we're all just Willard in disguise?
I hear they're tearin' down all the buildings in his town
The house where Willard Jefferson has stayed
But they can't tear him down, no, he will always be around
'Cause he's as hard as all that old Black River clay
Yet his mama knows that he was once a child
Mama, she was the first one to hear us cry
And my mama knows that I was once a child
Could it be we're all just Willard in disguise?
Could it be we're all just Willard in disguise?
Oh, Willard, he's a loner, livin' by the railway
Livin' by the tracks beside his home
Willard, he's a loner; if you're goin' his way, say hello
He ain't got no one to call his own
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