B E B
The campus crowd was noisy as we waited for the show
F#7
Everyone had come to see the king of rock and roll
B E B
But when they pulled back the curtain one old man stepped out
F#7 B
He climbed upon a stool and a hush fell upon the crowd
B E B
He said folks I’m sorry but the star ain’t gonna show
F#7
He missed the plane in Abilene and they said to let you know
B E B
But they’ll give back your money anytime you want to leave
F#7 B
Then he took out his old mouth harp and he wiped it on his sleeve
E B
He sang about the Mardi Gras some blues and love and war
E B F#7
And how nobody takes the time to care much anymore
E B
He played that harp like it was part of that old guitar of his
F#7 B
And truth was just a natural thing for the Arizona Whiz
B E B
Then he sang a song of glory and how he’d fly away
F#7
Said thank you folks you sure been nice then he left the stage
B E B
Though they only paid him 20 bucks that night the world was his
F#7 B
Cause not a soul walked out the door on the Arizona Whiz
E B
He was old and he was wrinkled he was bent and he was broke
E B F#7
In a pair of faded blue jeans with a scarf around his throat
E B
And he could sing a hurtin’ song like the memory was his
F#7 B
You could almost see the scars on the Arizona Whiz
B E B
Folks I’d like to say this song’s for you but to tell it like it is
F#7 B
If you don’t mind this one’s for the Arizona Whiz