Black Diamond Strings - Guy Clark
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Black Diamond Strings Lyrics
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Black Diamond Strings
This Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin 1 W. Harper
Playin Black Diamond StringsBlack Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
Cause its all you can getBlack Diamond Strings on a catalog guitar
Thats pretty high cotton whoever you are
You break one you change one, thats as good as it gets
You can play all year long on two or three setsJ.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
And he played in the yard just to lighten his loadBlack Diamond Strings
Oh, Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin 1 W. Harper
Playin Black Diamond StringsBlack Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
Cause its all you can getSay hey, J.W, come on play that frogline
Let Old Rodney sit in, hell, hes goin on nine
His fingers are bleedin, but hes keepin good time
Playin Black Diamond Strings, and hell never quit tryinAnd I causette she told em both
She said, "You boys pack it up, its time to go home
We got church in the mornin, man, its comin up dawn
Dont make me say it again or Im gone
You can stay here forever, but youre gonna walk home"Black Diamond Strings
Oh, Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin 1 W. Harper
Playin Black Diamond StringsBlack Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
Cause its all you can getBlack Diamond Strings
Oh, Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin 1 W. Harper
Playin Black Diamond StringsBlack Diamond Strings
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
Cause its all you can get