J. J. Cale - Clyde Lyrics
Clyde plays electric bassPlays it with finesse and graceSit on the porch without no shoesA-picking the bass and singing the bluesMisery loves companyAnd his old dog sings harmonyTambourine tied to his tailYou can hear him moan, you can hear him wailJody may, she got a dollarDown the road you can hear her hollerGet up clyde, we got something to doThat old dog can sing the bluesHe dont move, he dont flinchClyde, he dont move an inchJust sit on the porch without no shoesPicking his bass and singing the blues