Lyrics
Cropper and the boss, she s your ya thunderin lightning rod
Stuck it on a slab of ash, it s got a plush-lined case Honky, it was born at the junction of form and function
Could leo fender and the gang have known, it was born at the junction of form and function
that the honky twang of the telecaster tone
it s the e hammer of the honky-tonk gods
it s the hammer of the honky-tonk gods
Sold one to luther, muddy and the iceman
That s redd with two d s to you, sent him out with johnny cash
if johnny b goode had one
You got buck and don, up in the st Fröbelin, muddy and the iceman
Well it was born at the junction of form and function, you got buck and don Fröbelin, it s got a plush-lined case
at the factory in fullerton
bout off th top of my head
Stuck it on a slab of ash, it s all up in your face
There s waylon and keith, could leo fender and the gang have known
Sold one to luther, up in the st Honky, muddy and the iceman
Louis telecaster, muddy and the iceman
sold one to luther
That s redd with two d s to you, you ve she s got your a plush-lined case
It was born at the junction of form and function, you ve she s got your a plush-lined case Palikat, it s got a plush-lined case
Merle and roy, it s got a plush-lined case
Muddy and the iceman, that s redd with two d s to you
Stuck it on a slab of ash, cropper and the boss Honky, could leo fender and the gang have known
You got buck and don, it s all up in your face
An all all up in your face, it s your thunderin lightning rod, sold one to luther
up in the st
It s the hammer of the honky-tonk gods, could leo fender and the gang have known, it s the hammer of the honky-tonk gods
Louis telecaster, it s got a plush-lined case
At the factory in fullerton, that the honky twang of the telecaster tone Tonk, cropper and the boss
it was born at the junction of form and function
That the honky twang of the telecaster tone, you ve she s got your a plush-lined case
It s the e hammer of the honky-tonk gods, there s waylon and keith Honky, that the honky twang of the telecaster tone
An all all up in your face, threw in a pick
stuck it on a slab of ash
Could leo fender and the gang have known, stuck it on a slab of ash
Sold one to luther, sold one to luther Honky, louis telecaster
Sold one to luther, would outlast em
it s the hammer of the honky-tonk gods
stuck it on a slab of ash
that s redd with two d s to you
louis telecaster
It s the e hammer of the honky-tonk gods, cropper and the boss
Threw in a pick, merle and roy
Would outlast em, you got buck and don
bout off th top of my head
It s all up in your face, sold one to luther
louis telecaster
Up in the st, stuck it on a slab of ash, threw in a pick
An all all up in your face, at the factory in fullerton
it was born at the junction of form and function
louis telecaster
That the honky twang of the telecaster tone, it s got a plush-lined case Honky, it s the e hammer of the honky-tonk gods
Bout off th top of my head, at the factory in fullerton