G C G
The campus crowd was noisy as we waited for the show
D7
Everyone had come to see the king of rock and roll
G C G
But when they pulled back the curtain one old man stepped out
D7 G
He climbed upon a stool and a hush fell upon the crowd
G C G
He said folks I'm sorry but the star ain't gonna show
D7
He missed the plane in Abilene and they said to let you know
G C G
But they'll give back your money anytime you want to leave
D7 G
Then he took out his old mouth harp and he wiped it on his sleeve
C G
He sang about the Mardi Gras some blues and love and war
C G D7
And how nobody takes the time to care much anymore
C G
He played that harp like it was part of that old guitar of his
D7 G
And truth was just a natural thing for the Arizona Whiz
G C G
Then he sang a song of glory and how he'd fly away
D7
Said thank you folks you sure been nice then he left the stage
G C G
Though they only paid him 20 bucks that night the world was his
D7 G
Cause not a soul walked out the door on the Arizona Whiz
C G
He was old and he was wrinkled he was bent and he was broke
C G D7
In a pair of faded blue jeans with a scarf around his throat
C G
And he could sing a hurtin' song like the memory was his
D7 G
You could almost see the scars on the Arizona Whiz
G C G
Folks I'd like to say this song's for you but to tell it like it is
D7 G
If you don't mind this one's for the Arizona Whiz