The Year That Clayton Delaney Died — текст песни (Tara Maclean)

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 Tenn-o-see

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 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 a-pickin` out 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 pickin` too
Yeah, I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died