THE YEAR CLAYTON DELANEY DIED
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
Well daddy said he drank a lot but I could never understand
I knew he used to pick up in Ohio with a five piece band
Clayton used to tell me son
You'd better put that ol' guitar away
There ain't no money in it it will 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 a'pickin' out the Lovesick Blues
When Clayton died I made him a promise
That I'd carry on some how
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
While I know there's a lotta big preachers
That know a lot more than I do
It could be that the good Lord likes a little pickin' too
Yeah I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died