Eric Church Lyrics – Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones

Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones

Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones
Spelled with all 4 y’s
Was born in seventy-something, between Sweet Home & You Got That Right

His Mama met his Daddy
At a Tallahassee show
But just like Tuesday, Daddy wound up gone on down the road

Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones hailed from Gadsden, Alabama
Born to carry on who his Mama was a fan of
Don’t ask me no questions and I won’t tell you no lies
That’s what she always told him right up till the day she died

Lynyrd wasn’t black or white, he was somewhere in between
Throw in abandoned and confused and you get the blues when you’re just thirteen
Well he found his salvation
In a pawn shop bought guitar
You can’t teach that kind of pickin’
It’s got to come right from your heart

Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones hailed from Gadsden, Alabama
Called to carry on who his Mama was a fan of
Don’t ask me no questions and I won’t tell you no lies
That’s what she always told him right up till the day she died, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

When Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones’
Mama passed away
A dressed in all black, black man, stood up in the back to say

“Been thinking about your Mama”
“Since that Tallahassee show”
“Yeah son, I am your daddy and my name is Curtis Loew”
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Lynyrd Skynyrd Jones Lyrics