I remember the day that Clayton Delaney died
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They said for the last two weeks that he suffered and cried
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It made a big impression on me although I was a barefoot kid
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They said he got religion at the end and I'm glad that he did
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Clayton was the best guitar picker in our town
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I thought he was a hero and I used to follow Clayton around
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I often wondered why Clayton who seemed so good to me
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Never took his old guitar and made it down in Tennessee
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Well daddy said he drank a lot but I could never understand
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I knew he used to picked up in Ohio with a five piece band
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Clayton used to tell me son you better put that old guitar away
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There ain't no money in it it'll lead you to an early gray
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I guess if I'd admit it Clayton taught me how to drink booze
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I can see him half stoned pickin' up the Lovesick Blues
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When Clayton died I made him a promise I was gonna carry on somehow
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I'd give a hundred dollars if he could only see me now
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I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
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Nobody ever knew it but I went out in the woods and I cried
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I know there's a lotta big preachers that know a lot more than I do
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But it could be the good Lord likes a little picking too
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I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
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Year That Clayton Delaney Died
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| Waylon Jennings |
