He’s pounding leather on a Memphis streetHe’s doing business for the tired and the weakHe would be wealthy if he had a dime for every mileHe’s pouring granite into hearts of menLeaves a foundation every place he’s seenAsking for nothing but a handshake or a smileHe’s never noticed by this town’s eliteYou don’t see limo’s cruising down third streetIt’s no big deal ’cause showing off is not his quiet styleHe’s invisible back in HollywoodInvisible to the world’s blue bloodHe quietly goes on building kingdomInvisible to the man of meansInvisible to the social sceneHe quietly goes on building kingdomHe’s gives his life and never ask for payA see through man just doesn’t see that wayIt’s bringing hope into his world, that keeps his motor woundSomebody ought to warn the heads of stateThat if we ever lose our silent saintsWithout their light this place is gonna be a darker townHe’s invisible back in HollywoodInvisible to the world’s blue bloodHe quietly goes on building kingdomThey’re invisible to the man of meansInvisible to the social sceneThey quietly go on building kingdom