He was a picker, he was a grinner, he was a singer, and a sinner, and he sure did play
the mouth harp, something fine.
He was a tinker, he was a joker, he was a near-beer drinker, and a palm-all smoker,
and I'm proud to say he was a mighty good friend of mine.
He could sing all night, Lord, he must have known a million songs, and he made you feel
all right, until you knew you had to sing along, now that's the chorus, it says he could
sing all night, Lord, he must have known a million songs, and he made you feel all right,
until you knew you had to sing along.
Is it legal for audiences to sing in Chicago, really?
Yeah, down in Virginia Beach, Virginia, you can get busted for that, you know.
And he could sing all night, Lord, he must have known a million songs, and he made you
feel all right, until you knew you had to sing along.
He was a drunk tank poet, a back porch preacher, and by now I know it, that he was my teacher
about life, and things, and people I'd never have known.
He was a Jimmy Rogers fan, he was a honky-tonk gentleman, and since the night I met him,
well, I figure I must have grown, and he could sing all night, Lord, he must have known a
million songs, and he made you feel all right, until you knew you had to sing along.
Well, he was no stranger at the police station, you know, he said he was arrested once for
a fortification, he said that could mean anything, just being with a woman, that's all.
He was a backstage shaker, a back table snoozer, a G-string breaker, and a flat-pick loser,
but his name in lights was the best thing he could recall, and he could sing all night,
and he could sing all night, Lord, he must have known a million songs, and he made you
feel all right, until you knew you had to sing along.
And he could sing all night, Lord, he must have known a million songs, and he made you
feel all right, until you knew you had to sing along.
He was a picker, he was a gritter, he was a singer, and a sinner, and he sure did play
the mouth harp something fine.
He was a tinker, he was a joker, a near-beard drinker, and a palm oil smoker, and I'm proud
to say he was a mighty good friend of mine, yes, I'm proud to say he was a mighty good
friend of mine.