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Verse 1
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I remem ber the year
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that Clayton Delaney died
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They said for the last two weeks
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that he suffered and cried
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It made a big impression on me,
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although I was a barefoot kid
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They said he got religion at the end
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and I'm glad that he did
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Clayton was the best guitar picker
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in our town
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I thought he was a hero
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and I used to follow Clayton around
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I often wondered why Clayton,
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who seemed so good to me
Never took his guitar
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and made it down in Tennessee
Daddy said he drank a lot,
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but I could never understand
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I knew he used to pick up in Ohio
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with a five -piece band
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Clayton used to tell me, son,
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you better put that old guitar away
Ain't no money in it,
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it'll lead you to an early grave
I guess if I'd admit it,
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Clayton taught me how to drink booze
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I can see him half stoned
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to 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
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if he could only see me now
I remember the year
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that Clayton Delaney died
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Nobody ever knew it
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but I went out in the woods and I cried
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Well I know there's a lot of big preachers
That know a lot more than I do
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But it could be that the good Lord
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likes a little pickin' too
Yeah, I remember the year
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that Clayton Delaney died
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