Clyde Lyrics by J. J. CaleClyde plays electric bassPlays it with finesse and grace Sit on the porch without no shoes A-picking the bass and singing the blues Misery loves company And his old dog sings harmony Tambourine tied to his tail You can hear him moan, you can hear him wail Jody may, she got a dollar Down the road you can hear her holler Get up clyde, we got something to do That old dog can sing the blues He dont move, he dont flinch Clyde, he dont move an inch Just sit on the porch without no shoes Picking his bass and singing the blues PUT THESE LYRICS ON YOUR BLOG OR MYSPACE PROFILE! Copy this code and paste it in your website.
This is what it will look like. Neat, eh? J. J. Cale - Clyde Lyrics
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