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