Songtext von Son Of Clayton Delaney

On 4th Street in Louisville in 1978 Stranded in a honky tonk somewhere tween dates There was a little band was playin' as I sipped my beer But I never thought that I'd hear what I'd hear There was a young man a pickin' lectric guitar Smokin' and a sniffin' learnin' how to be a star He had a big blue bandana tied around his head A laid back bass and a drummer named Red Well his hair was cut long in the fashion of the time Sandpaper vocal but he milked every line His fingers like lightning on the guitar that he played He did Lay Down Sally and Hank Didn't Do It This Way [ guitar ] Well I sat there and listened for over an hour And the closest thing to country was a rockin' Wildwood Flower And I got that feeling that I had been there before But I knew I had never been through that door Well the jukebox was turned on and the band took a break I made my way up front to howdy and shake I said son I like your music and I kinda like your style But it seems to me that I have seen that smile While he stood there for a moment then laughed and he slapped his knee He said you are the one man I've wanted to see He said I know you you storytelling son of a gun And you know me I'm Clayton Delaney's son