Guy Clark songs lyrics

I got an olblue shirt And it suits me just fine I like the way it feels So I wear it all the time I got an old guitar It won? ever stay...

I'm gonna leave Texarkana I'm goin' down to Louisiana I'm gonna try my luck in Baton Rouge I'm gonna follow ol red river down Till I see the...

Sometimes a loser Sometimes a hero This is a lonely captain's story Sword and a pistol by his side Chorus Do Lord oh do remember him ...

Chorus Well it's a nickel for the fiddler. It's a nickel for his tune. It's a nickel for the tambourine kind of afternoon. And it's a high...

Now what’s up with the walkin’ man I wonder where he’s gone Marchin’ down to Birmingham I think I’ll tag along Was a walkin’ man come by...

She did not want to drive She did not want to fly She did not want to wait For a bus to come by She did not want to hassle She did not...

A hand is just another kind of hammer made of steel Beating blindly on the anvil a hammer cannot feel But a hand is for reaching out and touching...

Standing at the window her face to the glass As far as she can see the time has come to pass As far as she can see the sky is all ablaze And...

. . ."antithesis of the 'Boot Scootin Boogie'. Right up my alley." I was sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck Drinking Old Crow whisky,...

I wish I had a dime for every bad time but the bad times always seem to keep the change You been all alone so you know what I'm sayin' so when...

And that old time feelin' goes sneakin' down the hall, Like an old gray cat in winter, keepin' close to the wall. And that old time feelin' comes...

Oh a time there was I was feelin' so hopeless It's a wonder I didn't cave in I kept throwing love at all the wrong people Never to see it...

He washed all the road dirt from his face and from his neck And sat down at her table and she picked up his check. And she took him home for...

I like drinking whiskey I like being straight I like a voodoo spinners And I like live bait I like a hundred miles an hour I like Sunday...

Now I don't mind workin' hard You can't burn me down They ain't made a job That I can't work my way around Sometime I do it for the money ...

Baby don't let em' blow smoke up your dress Don't let em' break your heart Don't start thinkin' that life's a mess You've done just fine so far...

They baptized me one fine day Down at the river's edge All my sins are washed away Like water under the bridge I had a little girl and her...

Forever ain't easy to come by For always ain't never to sure For certain is less than you hoped for For someone it's hard to endure ...

Chorus Black Diamond Strings Black Diamond Strings Drinkin1 W. Harper PlayinBlack Diamond Strings Black Diamond Strings Are like...

Oh the beautiful red-haired Madonna with child Sat on the curb wearin' a smile That doubled up the years And trebled the miles And comforts...