The Year That Clayton Delaney Died

I remember the day 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 old guitar and made it down in Tennessee
 Daddy said he drank a lot but I could never understand
 I know he used to pick up in Ohio with a five piece band
 Clayton used to tell me, "Son, you better put that guitar away
 There ain't no money in it, it'll lead you to an early gray
 I guess if I'd admit it Clayton taught me how to drink booze
 I can see him half stoned pickin' up 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
 I know there's a lotta big preachers that know a lot more than I do
 But it could be the good Lord likes a little picking too
 I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died