Chorus Black Diamond Strings Black Diamond Strings Drinkin 1 W. Harper Playin Black Diamond Strings Black Diamond Strings Are like white flour and grits You play Black Diamond Strings �?ause it抯 all you can get Black Diamond Strings on a Catalog Guitar That抯 pretty high cotton whoever you are You break one you change one, that抯 as good as it gets You can play all year long on two or three sets J.W. Crowell was a hell of a man He played two nights a week in a hillbilly band He played at the Ice House on Telephone Road He played in the yard just to lighten his load Chorus Hey J.W play that frogline Let Rodney sit in, hell, he抯 goin on nine His fingers are bleedin but he抯 keepin good time Playin Black Diamond Strings, he抣l never quit tryin Causette told 慹m both You boys pack t up, it抯 time to go home We got church in the mornin it抯 comin up dawn Don抰 make me say it again or I抦 gone You can stay here forever, but you抮e gonna walk home