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Ain't No-one Can Pick Like My Good Old Uncle Dick
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As a solo performer, I'm a singer-songwriter, Spanish classical guitarist. Wide range of live, clubs, festivals, radio etc., There's a few people out there doi
I recently returned to performing after a break of many years. Accompanying myself on Spanish classic or electro-acoustic guitar, the material combines original compositions, folk, music from singer-songwriters, ragtime and tunes from the Spanish classical guitar repertoire. Recently been playing in a band in and around Liverpool but it broke up. Forwards and onwards...
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Guitar
Charts
#3,708 in subgenre Peak #40
Charts
Peak #226
Author
Dominic Williams
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P.R.S. and M.C.P.S. Copyright controlled.
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September 16, 2005
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I was going to perform at a bluegrass club and thought I'd better have something to meet the audience where it was coming from.
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Well, my Uncle Dick's a funny man, He's something of a one man band, In fact, he's the quickest guitar picker in the world, And when he tries to win a prize He always beats the other guys. He always seems to get the prettiest girls. Chorus: You see there ain't no-one can pick Like my good old uncle Dick He's a plucking good picker is Uncle Dick. No, there ain't no bluegrass picker, Nor any city slicker Who can pick those slick notes quicker than Uncle Dick. He plucked his way through Tennessee And left a trail of trail of jealousy With every guitar picker in the state 'Cos when he had a challenge match There wasn't one came up to scratch Old Dick just left them at the starting gate. Even Flatt and Scruggs in their heyday Sounded like a slow motion replay, 'Cos, when they tried to outpick Dick, Old Dick just plucked it twice as quick Could they match him? No, sir, no way! Repeat chorus. He went down to Nashville just a little while ago He was the Grand Ol' Opry's biggest star. He didn't need no back-up band His fingers never left his hand His strings were just a blur on his guitar. Repeat chorus. Now when he outpicked Flatt and Scruggs Some people said,"He's high on drugs!" But Dick he don't need pills to make him fly 'Cos once he picks up his guitar There's ninety notes in every bar I guess it's what you'd call a "natural high". Repeat chorus. They say my Uncle Dick Is exceptionally quick But in some respects Aunt Susan disagrees. Why, the other day she said, "He brings that damn thing into bed And plucks that guitar more than he plucks me!" Repeat chorus, adding: That one man band, Look,ma, no hands! It's rubber-fingered Good Old Uncle Dick.
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