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点击复制Stuck it on a slab of ash
Sold one to Luther threw in a pick
Sent him out with Johnny Cash
Now could Leo Fender and the gang have known
At the factory in Fullerton
That the honky twang of the Telecaster tone
Would outlast 'em every one
It's got a plush-lined case
It's all up in your face
It's your thunderin' lightning rod
It was born at the junction of form and function
It's the hammer of the honky-tonk gods
It's the hammer of the honky-tonk gods
You got Buck and Don Merle and Roy
Muddy and the Iceman too
Bryant Bert Roy Danny and Redd
Why that's Redd with two 'D's to you
Well there's Waylon and Keith
'Bout off th' top of my head
Chrissie Cropper and the Boss
Why if Johnny B Goode had one he would
Up in the St. Louis Telecaster hoss
You've
She's
Got your
A
Plush-lined case
An' all
All
Up in your face
She's your
Ya
Thunderin' lightning rod
Well it was
Born at the junction of form and function
It's the
'E
Hammer of the honky-tonk gods
It's the hammer of the honky-tonk gods
Stuck it on a slab of ash
Sold one to Luther threw in a pick