Leaning forward on a couch in his home on the west coast of Florida, two cans of Budweiser in front of him and Duane Allman's Dobro on a stand nearby, Dickey Betts hesitates. "I don't know if you want to write this or not," he says. "But, shit, my career is over, so I don't give a shit."
He starts talking about an incident in 1993, when Betts, along with Bob Dylan, the Band, Stephen
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