Chords for Guy Clark Talks About Towns Van Zandt
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Susanna and I got married on January 14th and Towns came to be the best man
and proceeded to stay for 8 months.
This is in Susanna's spare bit of the studio, painting studio.
So anyway, we're there every night and drinking and crazy.
One day, can't remember when it was, but I thought,
I got it in my paranoid head that Towns and Susanna were making fun of me.
Which I'm sure they were.
I mean, I wasn't paranoid.
They really were.
And I had had enough.
Fuck you guys.
Proceeded to go get some 10 penny nails and this little kind of hammer.
It was a small hammer, but it was a hammer.
And a bottle of whiskey and proceeded to go to the bedroom in this old house.
Nailed myself in the bedroom.
Unbeknownst to me, this was a very old house and these were oak doors and frames.
And it was the hardest shit in the world.
And it's one thing to drive a nail in that with a little hammer,
but to pull the nail out with a little hammer is a whole other thing.
So when it came time to pee, I couldn't get out.
And I had been in there and I wrote Let Him Roll and another talking blues song
called Old Mother's Locket Trick or Flatbed Blues or something.
But I wrote Let Him Roll while I was doing that.
I said, fuck you, God, man.
I went in there and I wrote Let Him Roll.
Started and I almost had another one and I had to pee.
Well, I couldn't get the nails out of the door.
It's this real hard oak, little bitty claw hammer.
I tried.
You know, the windows were barely open because they were all painted shut
and had storm glass and screen storm and I couldn't pee out the window.
I can't remember how I got out of there.
But it was horrible to let two idiots like Towns and Susanna drive you to that length
to where you nail yourself in a room.
I risked my case.
Even though sometimes there's a lot of words, there's a lot of phonetic hot licks going on.
It's the holes you leave, you know, emotionally and the storyline.
And Towns was like, he was so good at it, it sounds unconscious.
I don't believe it was and I think he knew what he was [Eb] doing, you know.
Well, because I know Towns.
He's a smart son of a bitch, man.
And he's the coolest guy I've ever walked.
But [Bb] he was not unaware of how good he was and what he was doing.
I mean, I'm sorry, he just wasn't.
He knew what he was doing, you know.
It wasn't magic.
It was fucking hard work and paying attention.
[N]
I love this story he told me.
He said when he was in the third grade, going to class,
everything was just like straight Texas gentleman stuff, you know.
And he was in class and the teacher said,
okay, you know, they're changing subjects every hour.
You're in the same.
He said, okay, kids, she said, it's time for science.
Today we're going to study the universe and the solar system and stars and all that stuff.
And she said, now, our sun and our solar system is a star.
And we all, you know, stars burn out.
And she just kept on talking and Towns said, slapped him in the side of his head.
And he said, excuse me, you telling me the sun's burning out?
He said, I got to shine my shoes, be here on time, do my homework,
sit up straight, and the fucking sun's burning out?
He said, hold it.
He said, from that day on, that's the way he lived his life.
Excuse me, the sun's burning out, are you hip, man?
Fuck this.
and proceeded to stay for 8 months.
This is in Susanna's spare bit of the studio, painting studio.
So anyway, we're there every night and drinking and crazy.
One day, can't remember when it was, but I thought,
I got it in my paranoid head that Towns and Susanna were making fun of me.
Which I'm sure they were.
I mean, I wasn't paranoid.
They really were.
And I had had enough.
Fuck you guys.
Proceeded to go get some 10 penny nails and this little kind of hammer.
It was a small hammer, but it was a hammer.
And a bottle of whiskey and proceeded to go to the bedroom in this old house.
Nailed myself in the bedroom.
Unbeknownst to me, this was a very old house and these were oak doors and frames.
And it was the hardest shit in the world.
And it's one thing to drive a nail in that with a little hammer,
but to pull the nail out with a little hammer is a whole other thing.
So when it came time to pee, I couldn't get out.
And I had been in there and I wrote Let Him Roll and another talking blues song
called Old Mother's Locket Trick or Flatbed Blues or something.
But I wrote Let Him Roll while I was doing that.
I said, fuck you, God, man.
I went in there and I wrote Let Him Roll.
Started and I almost had another one and I had to pee.
Well, I couldn't get the nails out of the door.
It's this real hard oak, little bitty claw hammer.
I tried.
You know, the windows were barely open because they were all painted shut
and had storm glass and screen storm and I couldn't pee out the window.
I can't remember how I got out of there.
But it was horrible to let two idiots like Towns and Susanna drive you to that length
to where you nail yourself in a room.
I risked my case.
Even though sometimes there's a lot of words, there's a lot of phonetic hot licks going on.
It's the holes you leave, you know, emotionally and the storyline.
And Towns was like, he was so good at it, it sounds unconscious.
I don't believe it was and I think he knew what he was [Eb] doing, you know.
Well, because I know Towns.
He's a smart son of a bitch, man.
And he's the coolest guy I've ever walked.
But [Bb] he was not unaware of how good he was and what he was doing.
I mean, I'm sorry, he just wasn't.
He knew what he was doing, you know.
It wasn't magic.
It was fucking hard work and paying attention.
[N]
I love this story he told me.
He said when he was in the third grade, going to class,
everything was just like straight Texas gentleman stuff, you know.
And he was in class and the teacher said,
okay, you know, they're changing subjects every hour.
You're in the same.
He said, okay, kids, she said, it's time for science.
Today we're going to study the universe and the solar system and stars and all that stuff.
And she said, now, our sun and our solar system is a star.
And we all, you know, stars burn out.
And she just kept on talking and Towns said, slapped him in the side of his head.
And he said, excuse me, you telling me the sun's burning out?
He said, I got to shine my shoes, be here on time, do my homework,
sit up straight, and the fucking sun's burning out?
He said, hold it.
He said, from that day on, that's the way he lived his life.
Excuse me, the sun's burning out, are you hip, man?
Fuck this.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Susanna and I got married on January 14th and Towns came to be the best man
_ and proceeded to stay for 8 months.
This is in Susanna's spare bit of the studio, painting studio. _ _
So anyway, we're there every night and drinking and crazy.
_ _ _ One day, _ _ _ _ _ _ can't remember when it was, but _ I _ thought,
I got it in my paranoid head that Towns and Susanna were making fun of me. _
Which I'm sure they were.
I mean, I _ wasn't paranoid.
They really were. _ _ _ _
And I had had enough.
_ _ Fuck you guys.
_ _ Proceeded to go get some 10 penny nails and this little kind of hammer.
It was a small hammer, but it was a hammer.
_ And a bottle of whiskey and proceeded to go to the bedroom in this old house.
_ _ Nailed myself in the bedroom.
_ _ _ Unbeknownst to me, this was a very old house and these were oak _ doors and _ frames.
And it was the hardest shit in the world.
And it's one thing to drive a nail in that with a little hammer,
but to pull the nail out with a little hammer is a whole other thing. _
So when it came time to pee, _ _ _ _ _ _ I couldn't get out.
And I had been in there and I wrote Let Him Roll and another talking blues song
called Old Mother's Locket Trick or Flatbed Blues or something.
_ But I wrote Let Him Roll _ while I was doing that.
I said, fuck you, God, man.
I went in there and I wrote Let Him Roll.
Started and I almost had another one and I had to pee. _
_ Well, I couldn't get the nails out of the door.
It's this real hard oak, little bitty claw hammer.
_ _ I tried.
You know, the windows were barely open because they were all painted shut
and had _ storm glass and screen storm and I couldn't pee out the window.
_ _ _ I can't remember how I got out of there.
_ But it was horrible _ to let _ two idiots like Towns and Susanna _ drive you to that length
to where you nail yourself in a room.
_ _ _ _ I risked my case. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Even though sometimes there's a lot of words, there's a lot of phonetic hot licks going on. _ _
It's the holes you leave, you know, emotionally and _ the storyline.
And Towns was like, _ he was so good at it, it sounds unconscious.
I don't believe it was and I think he knew what he was [Eb] doing, you know. _ _
Well, because I know Towns.
He's a smart son of a bitch, man.
And he's the coolest _ guy I've ever walked.
But [Bb] he was not unaware of how good he was and what he was doing.
I mean, _ I'm sorry, he just wasn't.
He knew what he was doing, you know.
_ _ It wasn't magic.
_ It was fucking hard work and paying attention.
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I love this story he told me.
He said when he was in the third grade, _ _ _ going to class,
_ _ everything was just like _ straight Texas _ gentleman stuff, you know.
And he was in class and the teacher said,
okay, you know, they're changing subjects every hour.
You're in the same.
He said, okay, kids, she said, it's time for science.
_ Today we're going to study the universe and the solar system and _ _ stars and all that stuff.
And she said, now, our sun and our solar system is a star.
And we all, you know, stars burn out.
And she just kept on talking and Towns said, _ _ slapped him in the side of his head.
And he said, excuse me, _ you telling me the sun's burning out?
_ _ He said, I got to shine my shoes, be here on time, do my homework,
sit up straight, and the fucking sun's burning out? _
He said, hold it. _ _ _
He said, from that day on, _ that's the way he lived his _ _ life.
Excuse me, the sun's burning out, are you hip, man?
_ Fuck this. _
_ Susanna and I got married on January 14th and Towns came to be the best man
_ and proceeded to stay for 8 months.
This is in Susanna's spare bit of the studio, painting studio. _ _
So anyway, we're there every night and drinking and crazy.
_ _ _ One day, _ _ _ _ _ _ can't remember when it was, but _ I _ thought,
I got it in my paranoid head that Towns and Susanna were making fun of me. _
Which I'm sure they were.
I mean, I _ wasn't paranoid.
They really were. _ _ _ _
And I had had enough.
_ _ Fuck you guys.
_ _ Proceeded to go get some 10 penny nails and this little kind of hammer.
It was a small hammer, but it was a hammer.
_ And a bottle of whiskey and proceeded to go to the bedroom in this old house.
_ _ Nailed myself in the bedroom.
_ _ _ Unbeknownst to me, this was a very old house and these were oak _ doors and _ frames.
And it was the hardest shit in the world.
And it's one thing to drive a nail in that with a little hammer,
but to pull the nail out with a little hammer is a whole other thing. _
So when it came time to pee, _ _ _ _ _ _ I couldn't get out.
And I had been in there and I wrote Let Him Roll and another talking blues song
called Old Mother's Locket Trick or Flatbed Blues or something.
_ But I wrote Let Him Roll _ while I was doing that.
I said, fuck you, God, man.
I went in there and I wrote Let Him Roll.
Started and I almost had another one and I had to pee. _
_ Well, I couldn't get the nails out of the door.
It's this real hard oak, little bitty claw hammer.
_ _ I tried.
You know, the windows were barely open because they were all painted shut
and had _ storm glass and screen storm and I couldn't pee out the window.
_ _ _ I can't remember how I got out of there.
_ But it was horrible _ to let _ two idiots like Towns and Susanna _ drive you to that length
to where you nail yourself in a room.
_ _ _ _ I risked my case. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Even though sometimes there's a lot of words, there's a lot of phonetic hot licks going on. _ _
It's the holes you leave, you know, emotionally and _ the storyline.
And Towns was like, _ he was so good at it, it sounds unconscious.
I don't believe it was and I think he knew what he was [Eb] doing, you know. _ _
Well, because I know Towns.
He's a smart son of a bitch, man.
And he's the coolest _ guy I've ever walked.
But [Bb] he was not unaware of how good he was and what he was doing.
I mean, _ I'm sorry, he just wasn't.
He knew what he was doing, you know.
_ _ It wasn't magic.
_ It was fucking hard work and paying attention.
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I love this story he told me.
He said when he was in the third grade, _ _ _ going to class,
_ _ everything was just like _ straight Texas _ gentleman stuff, you know.
And he was in class and the teacher said,
okay, you know, they're changing subjects every hour.
You're in the same.
He said, okay, kids, she said, it's time for science.
_ Today we're going to study the universe and the solar system and _ _ stars and all that stuff.
And she said, now, our sun and our solar system is a star.
And we all, you know, stars burn out.
And she just kept on talking and Towns said, _ _ slapped him in the side of his head.
And he said, excuse me, _ you telling me the sun's burning out?
_ _ He said, I got to shine my shoes, be here on time, do my homework,
sit up straight, and the fucking sun's burning out? _
He said, hold it. _ _ _
He said, from that day on, _ that's the way he lived his _ _ life.
Excuse me, the sun's burning out, are you hip, man?
_ Fuck this. _