Tom T. Hall - The Year That Clayton Delaney Died lyrics
[Tom T. Hall - The Year That Clayton Delaney Died lyrics]
Well I remember the year
That Clayton Delaney died
They said for the last two weeks
That he suffered and cried
It made a big impression on me
Although I was a barefoot kid
They said he got religion at the end
And I'm glad that he did
Clayton was the best guitar
Picker in our town
I thought he was a hero and
I used to follow Clayton around
I often wondered why Clayton who
Seemed so good to me
Never took his guitar and made
It down in Tennessee
Daddy said he drank a lot
But I could never understand
I knew he used to picked up in
Ohio with a five piece band
Clayton used to tell me son you
Better put that old guitar away
There ain't no money in it it'll
Lead you to an early grave
I guess if I'd admit it Clayton
Taught me how to drink booze
I can see him half stoned
Pickin` up the Lovesick Blues
When Clayton died I made him a promise
I was gonna carry on somehow
I'd give a hundred dollars if he
Could only see me now
I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
Nobody ever knew it but I went out
In the woods and I cried
Well I know there's a
Lotta big preachers that
Know a lot more than I do
But it could be that the good
Lord likes a little picking too
Yeah I remember the year
That Clayton Delaney died
That Clayton Delaney died
They said for the last two weeks
That he suffered and cried
It made a big impression on me
Although I was a barefoot kid
They said he got religion at the end
And I'm glad that he did
Clayton was the best guitar
Picker in our town
I thought he was a hero and
I used to follow Clayton around
I often wondered why Clayton who
Seemed so good to me
Never took his guitar and made
It down in Tennessee
Daddy said he drank a lot
But I could never understand
I knew he used to picked up in
Ohio with a five piece band
Clayton used to tell me son you
Better put that old guitar away
There ain't no money in it it'll
Lead you to an early grave
I guess if I'd admit it Clayton
Taught me how to drink booze
I can see him half stoned
Pickin` up the Lovesick Blues
When Clayton died I made him a promise
I was gonna carry on somehow
I'd give a hundred dollars if he
Could only see me now
I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
Nobody ever knew it but I went out
In the woods and I cried
Well I know there's a
Lotta big preachers that
Know a lot more than I do
But it could be that the good
Lord likes a little picking too
Yeah I remember the year
That Clayton Delaney died