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C
On Fourth Street in Louisville in 197 8
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Stranded in a honky-tonk somewhere ‘tween dates
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F
C
There was a little band playin’ as I sipped my beer
G7
C
But I never thought that I’d hear what I’d hear
F
C
There was a young man a pickin’ ‘lectric guitar
G7
Smokin’ and a sniffin’ a learnin’ how to be a star
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F
C
He had a big blue bandanna tied around his head
G7
C
A laid-back bass and a drummer named Red
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C
Well his hair was cut long in the fashion of the time
G7
Sandpaper vocal but he milked every line
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F
C
His fingers like lightnin’ on the guitar that he played
G7
C
He did Lay Down Sally and Hank Didn’t Do It This Way
F
C
Well I sat there and listened for over an hour
G7
And the closest thing to country was a rockin’ Wildwood Flower
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F
C
And I got that feelin’ that I had been there before
G7
C
But I knew I had never been through that door
F
C
Well the jukebox was turned on and the band took a break
G7
I made my way up front to howdy and shake
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F
C
I said son I like your music and I kinda like your style
G7
C
But it seemed to me that I had seen that smile
F
C
Well he stood there for a moment then he laughed and he slapped his knee
G7
He said you are one man I’ve wanted to see
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F
C
He said I know you you story tellin’ son of a gun
G7
C
And you know me I’m Clayton Delaney’s song
G7
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