The Year That Clayton Delaney Died    (1971)

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, I was going to 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
While I know there's a lot of 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

Lyrics by Tom T. Hall.
Recorded by Tom T. Hall.


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