Stanley

Let me tell you 'bout a man I knew
Fast pickin' Henry Brown
He's the one that showed us what to do
Played the best guitar in town

Now he's sittin' in a taxicab
Hoping that he's not too late
Figurin' fifty-five hundred against
Sixty-five percent of the gate

He was a high-flyin' easy-ridin' rock 'n' roll man
Playing from shore to shore
With a hot licks get your kicks, rock 'n' roll band
And the people called 'em back for more, yeah

All remember 'bout the day he left
From the town we grew up in
How his mama damned his way of life
Playing in those dens of sin

And he took it all in
And he gave it back tenfold more
And he kept on truckin'
'Til he knew everybody was sure

He was a high-flyin' easy-ridin' rock 'n' roll man
Playing from shore to shore
With a hot licks get your kicks, rock 'n' roll band
And the people called 'em back for more, yeah

As the time went by, old Henry'd say
How fame's a fleeting thing
Then the stranger came to town one day
How he made his guitar sing

Now the stranger is the one
All the people are running to see
And though Henry's second fiddle now
The king to us he always will be

He was a high-flyin' easy-ridin' rock 'n' roll man
Playing from shore to shore
With a hot licks get your kicks, rock 'n' roll band
And the people called 'em back for more, oh yeah