Lyrics:

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 Tenn-O-See

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 Better Put That Old Guitar Away,
there Ain't No Money In It, It'll 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 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
well, I Know There's A Lotta Big Preachers That Know A Lot More Than I Do
but It Could Be That The Good Lord Likes A Little Pickin' Too
yeah, I Remember The Year That Clayton Delaney Died