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The Son Of Clayton Delaney

Song Author Tom T. Hall Performer: Tom T. Hall Submitted by: Anonymous

[C]On Fourth Street in Louisville in [F]197  [C]8  
Stranded in a honky-tonk somewhere 'tween [G7]dates
There was a [C]little band playin' as [F]I sipped my [C]beer
But I never thought that [G7]I'd hear what I'd [C]hear

There was a young man a pickin' '[F]lectric gui[C]tar  
Smokin' and a sniffin' a learnin' how to be a [G7]star   
He had a [C]big blue bandanna [F]tied around his [C]head
A laid-back bass and a [G7]drummer named [C]Red  

Well his hair was cut long in the [F]fashion of the [C]time
Sandpaper vocal but he milked every [G7]line   
His [C]fingers like lightnin' on the [F]guitar that he [C]played
He did Lay Down Sally and [G7]Hank Didn't Do It This [C]Way  

Well I sat there and listened [F]for over an [C]hour
And the closest thing to country was a rockin' Wildwood [G7]Flower
And I [C]got that feelin' that I [F]had been there [C]before
But I knew I had never [G7]been through that [C]door

Well the jukebox was turned on and the [F]band took a [C]break
I made my way up front to howdy and [G7]shake
I said [C]son I like your music and I [F]kinda like your [C]style
But it seemed to me that [G7]I had seen that [C]smile

Well he stood there for a moment then he [F]laughed and he slapped his [C]knee
He said you are one man I've wanted to [G7]see   
He [C]said I know you you [F]story tellin' son of a [C]gun  
And you know me I'm [G7]Clayton Delaney's [C]song


On Fourth Street in Louisville in 1978
Stranded in a honky-tonk somewhere 'tween dates
There was a little band playin' as I sipped my beer
But I never thought that I'd hear what I'd hear

There was a young man a pickin' 'lectric guitar
Smokin' and a sniffin' a learnin' how to be a star
He had a big blue bandanna tied around his head
A laid-back bass and a drummer named Red

Well his hair was cut long in the fashion of the time
Sandpaper vocal but he milked every line
His fingers like lightnin' on the guitar that he played
He did Lay Down Sally and Hank Didn't Do It This Way

Well I sat there and listened for over an hour
And the closest thing to country was a rockin' Wildwood Flower
And I got that feelin' that I had been there before
But I knew I had never been through that door

Well the jukebox was turned on and the band took a break
I made my way up front to howdy and shake
I said son I like your music and I kinda like your style
But it seemed to me that I had seen that smile

Well he stood there for a moment then he laughed and he slapped his knee
He said you are one man I've wanted to see
He said I know you you story tellin' son of a gun
And you know me I'm Clayton Delaney's song

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