[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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 Tennessee

[Verse 3]
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 ol' guitar away
There ain't no money in it, it'll lead you to an early grave"

[Verse 4]
I guess if I'd admit it, Clayton taught me how to drink booze
I can see him half-stoned, picking 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

[Verse 5]
I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died
Nobody ever knew it but I went out in the woods and I cried
While 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 picking, too
[Outro]
Yeah, I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died