Bill Kirchen - Hammer of the Honky-Tonk Gods lyrics

Well, they put six strings on a maple stick 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 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 hammer of the honky-tonk gods It's the hammer of the honky-tonk gods! You've (She's) got your 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 hammer of the honky-tonk gods It's the hammer of the honky-tonk gods!