--words and music by Michael Stanley
from "Michael Stanley", 1973, Tumbleweed Records
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