Black Diamond Strings Guy Clark
Chorus
B[D]lack Diamond Strings
B[A]lack Diamond Strings
Drinki[E]n’ 1 W. Harper
Playin’ [A]Black Diamond Strings
[D]Black Diamond Strings
Are like [A]white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
‘Cause it’s [E]all you can [A]get
B[A]lack Diamond Strings on a C[D]atalog G[A]uitar
That’s pretty high cotton w[E]hoever you [A]are
You break one you change one, that’s as [D]good as it [A]gets
You can play all year long on t[E]wo or three s[A]ets
J.W. Crowell was a hell of a man
He played two nights a week in a hillbilly band
He played at the Ice House on Telephone Road
He played in the yard just to lighten his load
Chorus
Hey J.W play that Frauline
Let Rodney sit in, hell, he’s goin’ on nine
His fingers are bleedin’, but he’s keepin’ good time
Playin’ Black Diamond Strings, he’ll never quit tryin’
N/C
Causette told ‘em both
You boys pack t up, it’s time to go home
We got church in the mornin’, it’s comin’ up dawn
Don’t make me say it again or I’m gone
You can stay here forever, but you’re gonna walk home
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