Everybody Needs A Hero - Conway Twitty

He drove a '47 Buick Special

Them dusty roads were hell on the shine

And about once a week he’d be down by the creek

And I’d help him wash it sometime

He had a pinstriped suit and a gold watch

And a gold chain that hung from his chest

He drank a little and he gambled a lot

He was a wild one I guess

Oh but everybody needs a hero

Savannah Slim was mine

When you’re ten years old

Down in south Georgia

Heroes are hard to find

Lord how he loved country music

He played an old Peavey guitar

At a roadhouse one night he was called on to fight

Somebody pushed him too far

So he served a little time in prison

But he served four long years in the war

It was in the Pacific where he got his tattoo

Two hearts in blue on his arm

Oh but everybody needs a hero

Savannah Slim was mine

When you’re ten years old

Down in south Georgia

Heroes are hard to find

My mama says I turned out just like him

She worries and prays that I’ll change

I didn’t know till a few days ago

Why he sent me his gold watch and chain

Oh but everybody needs a hero

Savannah Slim was mine

When you’re ten years old

Down in south Georgia

Heroes are hard to find

When you’re ten years old

Down in south Georgia

Heroes are hard to find

Savannah Slim was mine