Chords for Tom T. Hall "The Year That Clayton Delaney Died"

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_ You know I
Last time I heard this show I was backstage and I was out front and God I hated to follow it
after seeing it all and
Loved everybody's version of all those songs.
I don't
Maybe you remember me writing that Vieta Chile song
Some of these I _ _ _ _ _ mean it was good and all that but I did
_ [A] _ Some of these things slip your [Em] mind
You know when I was a young man
Growing up.
I had a hero and of course he was a guitar picker a lot of people hear this song and think he was
old guy, but he's about
18 or 19 years old I was about seven or eight
years old and
He _ tells stories about working up in Ohio this was after the Second World War
All these soldiers came home and America was celebrating and drinking a lot of beer and he's working those beer joints up in Ohio and
He told me a story one time.
He said young man.
You should have seen me
When I was up there in Ohio with that five-piece band, and I'm sitting there in my eyes he said
We all had shirts just alike [Fm] I
Was thinking I didn't know they made five shirt just to like but I would love to have been in that band but [C] he
And I've had a lot of great [G] fortune in my [C] life and [G] and one of them is
[C] Writing [G]
songs and I won I was [Ab] thought about this song for about a year, and I said you [Am] know
[G] thinking about how I've got [C] the Nashville and
[Am] made a living making up songs, and I said I want to pay a [C] tribute to
_ [F] [G] The fellow inspired me to be [C] a guitar picker and a singer so I wrote this song and been able to share [A] it with people
[Ab] Just about [C] all over the world.
I'll sing it for you folks. _ _
[Eb] _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [A] [C] I
remember the [G] year that Clayton Delaney [C] died
_ They said for the [F] last two weeks that he [C] suffered and cried
It _ [F] made a big impression on me
Although I was a [C] barefoot kid
They said he got [G] religion at the end, and I'm [C] glad that he did
You know Clayton was the [G] best guitar picker [C] in our town _ I
Thought [F] he was a hero, and I used to follow [C] Clayton around
_ _ Clayton used to tell me son [F] you better put that old guitar [C] away
There ain't no money in [G] it.
It'll lead you to an [C] early grave
_ Well daddy said he drank [G] a lot, but I couldn't ever [C] understand
_ I knew he [F] used to pick up in Ohio with a [C] five-piece bag
And I often wondered why Clayton who seemed so good to me
Never took his [G] guitar and played it down in [C] Tennessee
_ [C] _ Well I guess [G] if I'd admitted Clayton taught me how to [C] drink
_ _ Lord I can [F] see him half stoned or picking out the [C] lovesick blues
_ When Clayton died I [F] made him a promise I was gonna carry [C] on somehow
I'd give a hundred [G] dollars if he could only [C] see me now
_ Lord I remember the [G] year that Clayton [C] Delaney died
_ _ Nobody ever knew [F] it, but I went out in the [C] woods and I cried
_ Well I know there's a lot of big [F] preachers, and they know a lot [C] more than I do
Could be that the [G] good Lord likes a [C] little pickings
Well, I remember the [G] year they Clayton Delaney [C] died
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_ _ _ Thank you so much, thank you _
Well, thank you, thank you so much, thank you
I thank you