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I remember the year that Clayton died
They said for the two weeks that he suffered and cried
It made a big on me, although I was a barefoot kid
They said, he got at the end and Im glad that he did

was the best guitar picker in our town
I thought he was a hero and I to follow Clayton around
I often wondered why Clayton, who seemed so to me
Never took his guitar and it down in Tenn-o-see

Well, said, he drank a lot, but I could never understand
I knew he used to up in Ohio with a five-piece band
And used to tell me, "Son you better put that old guitar away"
aint no money in it, itll lead you to an early grave

I guess if Id admit it, Clayton taught me how to booze
I can see him half-stoned out the lovesick blues
Clayton died I made him a promise, I was gonna carry on somehow
Id a hundred dollars if he could only see me now

I remember the year that Clayton died
Nobody ever knew it but I went out in the woods and I
Well, I know theres a lotta big preachers that know a lot more I do
But it could be that the good likes a little pickin too

Yeah, I remember the year that Clayton Delaney