It has been a year since Billy Joe Shaver, the outlaw-country singer-songwriter, was acquitted of aggravated assault for shooting a man named Billy Coker in the face behind Papa Joe’s Texas Saloon, in Lorena. But he’s still worried about retribution. There’s a padlock on the outside of the chewed front door of his modest home in Waco, where Shaver has lived for upward of 25 years. Shaver jokes that it’s to keep out his second wife, Wanda, who he’s in the process of divorcing for the third time, but more likely it’s another form of self-defense against what happened on March 31, 2007.
Shaver’s house is decorated with Native American ornaments (he claims to be a member of the Crazy Horse family); photographs of his son, Eddy, who died of a heroin overdose in 2000, including one of him playing the ’55 Strat that Dickey Betts of the Allman Brothers gave him when he was a teenager; and a folk-art wall-hanging of Jesus Christ holding a Texas flag. Shaver, a 71-year-old born-again Christian, is sitting at his kitchen table. On top of it is a mess of detritus and a boom box cued up to his new single, “Wacko From Waco,” a duet with Willie Nelson that he released in February. The song recounts the shooting, but not quite in the raw detail Shaver will offer as part of his first major interview since the April 9, 2010 verdict.
TEXAS MONTHLY spoke with Shaver ten days prior to his return to the stage in the form of a fifteen-city tour that starts in Fort Worth on the first anniversary of the verdict. They are his only shows since the ordeal, save for a couple of one-offs, including the birthday party for his lawyer, Dick DeGuerin, who worked pro bono. It was there that he was inspired to get back out on the road.
So April 9 marks your official return to the stage.
Yeah, I’ve got prostate surgery Friday. That’s not gonna be much fun. But they took my blood test, and it seemed to be all right. So I guess I’m not gonna have no cancer. The doctor told me, “You’ll be down for a week.” He said, “You ain’t gonna like me worth a darn. But you can’t do nothin’ about it ’cause you probably won’t be able to get up.” I gotta play the 9th, so I ain’t got too long to be layin’ around.
I've been knockin’ off for a long time after I had rotator cuff surgery, and now I’ve got this arm outta socket. I’ve also had a four-way heart bypass, but that didn’t hurt nearly as much. I almost cried. They say that I need to get a new shoulder, but I ain’t got time for no new shoulder. I can play guitar all right.
Why’s a 71-year-old man in your condition going back out on the road?
I need what little money I can make. If I was to quit, I’d probably die. But there ain’t nothin’ wrong with that ’cause I’m in a good spot with that, too. I’m still drivin’ a fifteen–passenger van and pullin’ a trailer. But Jesus rode up on a jackass, so it ain’t no big deal. Just go in there, kick ass, and leave.
I got a lot of ego, I guess, ’cause I just can’t write a bad song. I got a lot of songs that I wrote that other people performed. Waylon Jennings did a whole album of my songs called Honky Tonk Heroes . And there’s Willie and Kris Kristofferson and Bob Dylan. Oh, just about anybody who’s anybody has done my songs, even Elvis Presley. I’ve got a gift of bein’ able to write. It’s quite a wonderful thing, really.
I make a good bit of money off that, but it ain’t even a fraction of what I should be makin’. When I first started, I was a naive country boy, and I signed some papers that I shouldn’t have signed.
Tell me about your new song with Willie, “Wacko From Waco.”
Well, you wanna hear it? I’ll play it for you. The song pretty much tells the whole damn thing [about what happened in Lorena].
[Shaver reaches for the boom box, but you can hear it at eddyshaver.com.]
The first time I played it for Willie, he started playin’ this Django Reinhardt stuff in the middle of it. And I could tell that he thought I should write it better. So I went back to the drawin’ board.
I’ve known Willie Nelson since ’53. It seems like when I get real, real down and just about to put the gun to my head, here comes a ring on the phone, and it’ll be him. Every time. I don’t know how he knows, but he’ll keep me goin’.
He wrote a song about me the other day called “ Hero”. It goes on: “ Is a hero still out there? Is he still playin’? Is he still writin’? Is he still fightin’? Is he playin’ the bars? Is he sleepin’ in his car?”
Did you write Willie’s part on “Wacko”?
No, he wrote that, so he’s half-writer on the thing.
It must be good to have friends like that.
Robert Duvall’s also a good friend. I met him when he was doin’ Lonesome Dove . We were playin’ Antone’s, in Austin. And Clifford Antone got in a fuss with the guy that booked me and said, “I ain’t lettin’ that hillbilly in here.” I wore a hat, and I guess he thought I was all cowboy.
Robert Duvall was in town. Robert called Clifford up—because my name’s on the thing—and he said, “I’ll tell you what, you got this boy comin’ on awful early.” He said, “We want him on at eleven o’clock.” He said, “I want all these seats.” He was bringin’ the whole troop with him. And Clifford did it.
What were you doing with a gun the