Guy Clark - Black Diamond Strings Lyrics
ChorusBlack Diamond StringsBlack Diamond StringsDrinkin1 W. HarperPlayinBlack Diamond StringsBlack Diamond StringsAre like white flour and gritsYou play Black Diamond Strings?ause it? all you can getBlack Diamond Strings on a Catalog GuitarThat? pretty high cotton whoever you areYou break one you change one, that? as good as it getsYou can play all year long on two or three setsJ.W. Crowell was a hell of a manHe played two nights a week in a hillbilly bandHe played at the Ice House on Telephone RoadHe played in the yard just to lighten his loadChorusHey J.W play that froglineLet Rodney sit in, hell, he? goinon nineHis fingers are bleedin but he? keepingood timePlayinBlack Diamond Strings, he?l never quit tryinCausette told ?m bothYou boys pack t up, it? time to go homeWe got church in the mornin it? cominup dawnDon? make me say it again or I? goneYou can stay here forever, but you?e gonna walk home