James Clarence "Jimmy" Wakely (February 16, 1914 - September 23, 1982), was an American actor and country Western music vocalist, and one of the last singing cowboys. During the 1930s, 1940s and 1950s, he released records, appeared in several B-Western movies with most of the major studios, appeared on radio and television and even had his own series of comic books. His duet singles with Margaret Whiting from 1949–51 produced a string of top seven hits, including 1949's number one hit on the US country charts and pop music charts, "Slippin' Around." Wakely owned two music publishing companies in later years and performed at the Grand Ole Opry until shortly before his death.
James Clarence Wakeley was born in Howard County, Arkansas but his family moved to Rosedale, Oklahoma by 1920. As a teenager, he changed his surname to Wakely, dropping the second "e".
In 1937 in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma he formed The Bell Boys, a country Western singing group named after their Bell Clothing sponsor. The group performed locally, made some recordings, and did frequent radio broadcasts over Oklahoma City's WKY. Johnny Bond, Dick Reinhart, Scotty Harrell and Jack Cheney were members of the Bell Boys and later groups. Over time, Wakely's groups were known as The Jimmy Wakely Trio, Jimmy Wakely and His Saddle Pals, Jimmy Wakely Trio and James Wakely.
G A h
So as you walk down the street, who will talk to you
G A h
Six o'clock, it's getting late
G A h
And the moon is rising, and the sticky dew
D A h
Falls to the ground by the gate
With your rifle on your shoulder as you walk along
Listening to your bootheels hit the sod
Smoking your cigar as you hum a song
Thinking of your mother and your God
D A h
Ah, but you're alone, Jimmy Clay
D A h
As you smoke your cigar and earn your pay
G A h
With fifteen thousand soldiers marching by your side
D A h
Still, you're alone, Jimmy Clay
Do you remember New York Town, good old New York Town
The friends, the drunks, the cops and all
The whores who took your money when you couldn't stand
All those roarin' nights you can't recall
Do you remember Alice Faye, good old Alice Faye
She'd been through life at least ten times around
And when she said she loved you, well, she meant it, boy
Do you remember the night you nearly drowned
Ah, but you're alone, Jimmy Clay
As you smoke your cigar and think of yesterday
But Yesterday don't matter when it's gone away
Where did it go, Jimmy Clay
So as you lie there in the mud who will talk to you
Nobody, Jimmy Clay
For when you've gone, mankind soon follows after you
Doesn't it, Jimmy Clay
And your face will grow mouldy where they kissed your cheek
And said, Please die for us, Jimmy Clay
And so you died, a soldier, and a hero's death
Congratulations, Jimmy Clay
Now you're alone, Jimmy Clay
As you smoke your cigar and earn your pay
And somewhere in the distance hear a fiddle play
But not one note will change, Jimmy Clay