Played in C# most likely with a capo on the first fret. Intro: G C G7 C G C 3------------- | ------------- | -3-------------- | -------3------- | -0-2-3-----3-- | ------------- | --0-2-3--------- | -3-2-0---/-/-/- | -------2------ | -2-0--------- | --------2------- | --------------- | --------0----- | -----0------- | ----------0----- | --------------- | -------------- | -------0---0- | ---------------- | --------------- | -------------- | ---------1--- | ---------------- | --------------- | C5 I remember THE YEAR G5 C5 C5 THAT CLAYTON DELANEY DIED F5 They said for the last two weeks C5 That he suffered and cried F5 It made a big impression on me C5 Although I was a barefoot kid G5 They said he got religion at the end C5 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'd better put that ol' guitar away There ain't no money in it It will 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 going to carry on some how 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 While I know there's a lot of big preachers That know a lot more than I do It could be that the good Lord Likes a little pickin' too Coda: C5 Yeah I remember THE YEAR G5 C5 THAT CLAYTON DELANEY DIED
