JJ Cale

He was the man behind the hat at the back of the stage
He was sharper than a blue suede suit, the current rage
He was a sellin’ and I was a buyin’ a bale
Man he was somethin’, JJ Cale

Played a show in Houston in 1975
Those cats from Tulsa, no bullshit, no jive
Hidin’ from the bright spotlights, hittin’ every lick just right
Had the hammer smack dab on the nail, JJ Cale

Oh they called him the breeze
Oh oh “Crazy Mama” knocked me off my feet and down on my knees

Met him in Tulsa, in Nashville, and in L.A.
In the back of a bar on the hood of a car, anywhere was ok
Sharin’ stories and observations about the Indian nations
Swappin’ songs and tellin’ tales, JJ Cale

Oh they called him the breeze
Oh oh “Crazy Mama” knocked me off my feet and down on my knees