Альбом Hank Williams Jr.

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A breakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I wanted money cause I had none I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I left my baby and I feel so bad I guess the race is run
Cause he's the best man I ever had I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
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A robbin' people with a sixgun I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I miss my baby and the good fun I fought the law and the law won
I fought the law and the law won
I left my baby...
I left my baby...
I fought the law (and the law won)
I fought the law (and the law won)

Country music singers
Have always been a real close family,
But lately some of my kinfolks
Have disowned a few others and me
I guess it's because
I kind of changed my direction
Lord I guess I went and broke their family tradition

They get on me and want to know Hank
Why do you drink?
Hank why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
Over and over
Everybody makes my prediction
So if I get stoned, I'm just carrying on
An old family tradition

I am very proud
Of my daddy's name
All though his kind of music
And mine ain't exactly the same
Stop and think it over
Put yourself in my position
If I get stoned and sing all night long its a family tradition

Don't ask me,
Hank why do you drink?
Hank, why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
If I'm down in a honky-tonk
And some ole slick's trying to give me friction
I'll say leave me alone
I'm singing all night long
It's a family tradition

Lord I have loved some ladies
And I have loved Jim Beam
And they both tried to kill me in 1973.
When that doctor asked me,
Son how did you get in this condition?
I said, hey sawbones,
I'm just carrying on an ole family tradition

So don't ask me,
Hank why do you drink?
Hank, why do roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
Stop and think it over,
Try and put yourself in my unique position
If I get stoned and sing all night long, its a family tradition!

I've got a good woman at home who thinks I do no wrong,
But sometimes, Lord, she just ain't always around.
And ya know that's when I fall and I can't help myself at all.
And I get whiskey bent and hell bound.

Play me some songs about a ramblin' man,
Put a cold one in my hand.
'Cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds.
Don't ya play 'I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry'
'Cause I get all balled up inside.
And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound.

Sure enough about closing time, 'bout stoned out of my mind.
And I end up with some honky tonk special I found.
Just as sure as the morning sun comes,
Thinkin' of my sweet girl at home.
And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound.

Play me the songs about a ramblin' man,
Put old Jim Beam in my hand.
'Cause ya know I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds.
But don't play 'Your Cheatin' Heart'
'Cause that'll tear me all apart.
I get whiskey bent and hell bound.
Yeah, old Hank songs always make me feel down.

I like to play good music and have good time
I love to hear old trains rolling down the line
I am into happy and I don't like sad and I like to have women I never had
I take a little smoke and a lot of wine I get high on all old friends of mine
I like the sweet young things and Old Grandad and I like to have women I've never had
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I like to ride my hoses and shoot my gun you know a cowboy's work is just never done
I am in to bacics and I don't like sad and I like to have women I never had
Hey I don't mean to ever do nobody no wrong
I was just born the son of a singing song
I do things to make people mad and I like women I never had

Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door.
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.
Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show,
So she could never answer "yes" or "no."

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Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he never got a kiss.
Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he don't know what he missed.
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-liga, that poor ol' wooden head.

He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk.
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he'd talk.
Kaw-liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign,
Because his heart was made of knotty pine.

Kaw-liga was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere.
His heart was set on the Indian maid with the coal black hair.
Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show,
So she could never answer "yes" or "no."

And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid,
And took her, oh, so far away, but ol' Kaw-liga stayed.
Kaw-liga just stands there as lonely as can be,
And wishes he was still an old pine tree.

I kicked the habit, of smoking back sometime ago
And I tried the hard stuff, but I had to let all that go
But the toughest thing, I ever gave up was today
'Cause old habits like you, are hard to break

I use lifesavers, to help me get off cigarettes
But you know for your love, I ain't found no lifesavers yet
And I've gone cold Turkey, 'cause there's not even one kiss a day
And old habits like you, are hard to break

Old habits like you, are hard to break
Love with someone new, is so hard to make
I had grown so used to you, and all of your ways
And old habits like you, are hard to break

I've got some fond memories of San Angelo,
And I've seen some beauty queens in El Paso,
But the best lookin women that I've ever seen,
Have all been in Texas and all wearin jeans.

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I'm a country plowboy,
Not an urban cowboy,
And I dont ride bulls,
But I have fought some men,
Drive a pickup truck,
Trust in God and luck,
And I live to love Texas women.


I thought I'd seen beauty in far away places,
Til I looked upon those Houston faces.
Spent Hollywood nights up in Beverly Hills,
But they weren't nothin like one night in Brownsville.

I'm a country plowboy,
Not an urban cowboy,
And I dont ride bulls,
But I have fought some men,
Drive a pickup truck,
Trust in God and luck,
And I live to love Texas women.


I'm a pretty fair judge of the opposite sex,
And I ain't seen nothin that will touch them yet.
They may be from Waco or out in Lampasas,
But one thing about them,
They all come from Texas.


I'm a country plowboy,
Not an urban cowboy,
And I dont ride bulls,
But I have fought some men,
Drive a pickup truck,
Trust in God and luck,
And I live to love Texas women.


I'm an Oiler fan,
Not a soccer man.
And my arms are red,
And so is my blood,
And they make it boil
With that soft Texas drawl
And I love em all,
Texas women.
A-ha!

All the stations up here they don't sign off with Dixie
The way they did in sweet home Alabam'
And the people here don't sip Jack Daniels whiskey
The way they do in the Tennessee mountain land

I'd always heard lots about the big apple
So I thought I'd come up here and see
But all I've seen so far is one big hassle
Wish I was camped out on the Okeechobee

If this is the promised land, I've had all I can stand,
And I'm headed back below that Dixie line
No I just don't fit in, and I'll never come back again
But I'm busted here an' I got Dixie on my mind
Oh I'm stuck up here an' I got Dixie on my mind

(Yee-ha)

These people never smile or say a word
They're all too busy tryin' to make an extra dime
Oh I'd love to haul 'em all down around Spartanburg
And show 'em how to raise hell in Carolin'

Oh the things you know that I miss most of all
Is the freedom of the rivers and the pines
They don't do much huntin' and fishin' up here ya know
But I have met a few squirrels and one porcupine

Well if this is the promised land, I've had all I can stand
Wish I was down in Houston town tonight
No I just don't fit in, and I'll never come back again
But I'm busted here an' I got Dixie on my mind
Oh I'm stuck up here an' got Dixie on my mind

All my rowdy friends have settled down
And they seem to be more into laid back songs
Nobody wants to get drunk and get loud everybody just wants to go back home
I myself have seen my wilder days and I have seen my name at the top of the page
But I need to find a friend just to run around
But nobody wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
And I think I know what my father meant when he sang about a lost highway
And ol' George Jones I'm glad to see is finally gettin' straight
And Waylon's stayin' home and lovin' Jessi more these days
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
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And the hangovers hurt more than they used to do
And cornbread and ice tea's took the place of pills and ninety proof
And it seems like none of us do things quite like we used to do
But nobody wants to get high on the town
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
Yeah and I think I know what my father meant when he sang about a lost highway
And Johnny Cash don't act like he did back in '68
And Kris he is a movie star and he's moved off to LA
And nobody wants to get drunk and get loud
And all my rowdy friends have settled down
Yeah me and my rowdy friends done right it on down

The preacher man says it's the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she's a-goin' dry...

The interest is up and the stock market's down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown...

I live back in the woods, you see,
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me...

I got a shotgun, a rifle, and a four-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

I can plow a field all day long,
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn...

Make our own whiskey and our own smoke, too,
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do...

We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine,
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them old boys raised on shotguns...
We say grace, and we say ma'am,
If you ain't into that, we don't give a damn...

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains, and the Western skies...

And we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

I had a good friend in New York City,
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly...

My grandpa taught me how to live off the land,
And his taught him to be a businessman...

He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights,
And I'd send him some homemade wine...

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife,
For forty-three dollars, my friend lost his life...

I'd love to spit some Beech-Nut in that dude's eye
As I shoot him with my old forty-five
'Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
'Cause we're them old boys raised on shotguns...
We say grace, and we say ma'am,
If you ain't into that, we don't give a damn...

We're from North California and South Alabam',
And little towns all around this land...

And we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line,
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...

The darkness of my world was all cleared away
The flowers are blooming it's a beautiful day
There's a girl with a heart as big as the sky she's sunshine and I know why
All for the love of sunshine all for the love of sunshine
The Lord smiled down on this life of mine and sent me the love of sunshine

Though sunshine can always make my days seem bright
Sunshine can warm up a cold cold night
I know my sunshine was sent from above an angel that's filled with love
All for the love of sunshine...

Through winter the springtime the summer and fall
The moonlight the starlight she outshines them all
In a world filled with fear with pain and such harm my sunshine can't be so warm
All for the love of sunshine...
All for the love of sunshine...
All for the love of sunshine...

When you are sad and lonely and have no place to go
Call me up, sweet baby, and bring along some dough
And we'll go honky tonkin', honky tonkin'
Honky tonkin', honey baby
We'll go honky tonkin' 'round this town.

When you and your baby have a fallin' out
Just call me up sweet mama and we'll go steppin' out
And we'll go honky tonkin', honky tonkin'
Honky tonkin', honey baby
We'll go honky tonkin' 'round this town.

We're goin' to the city - to the city fair
If you go to the city then you will find me there
And we'll go honky tonkin', honky tonkin'
Honky tonkin', honey baby
We'll go honky tonkin' 'round this town.

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If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go.
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home.

I was one of the chosen few, to be born in Alabam',
I'm just alike my daddy's son, I'm proud of who I am.
I went through a lot of good women, and shook old Jim Beam's hand,
If I never see the pearly gates, I've walked through the promised land.

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go.
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home.
If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee,
Just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me.

I've got wild honey trees and crazy little weeds, growin' around my shack.
These dusty roads ain't streets of gold, but I'm a happy right where I'm at.
All these pretty little southern belles are a country boy's dream.
They ain't got wings or halos, but they're sure looking good to me.

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home
If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee,
just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me.

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home.
If they ain't got a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee,
just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me.

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Now they say, Hank Jr. has strayed away
Of all them songs that put his daddy in an early grave
But his daddy would be proud, he could see Bocephus now
Why don't you leave that boy alone, let him sing his song?

Ole Waylon has been known to play half time
And he been known to get out of his mind
Don't know whether he's right or wrong
He's got a string of hits about two miles long
Why don't you leave that boy alone and let him sing his song?

Why don't you leave them boys alone, let 'em sing there songs?
You know there gonna do whatever they want
If you don't like the way they sing who's gonna cast the first stone?
Why don't you leave them boys alone, let 'em sing there song?

Hank Williams was the king of country soul
My daddy took me to see him in Lubuck but he didn't show
Now the people got mad and they all went home
The first thing we did was put his records on
I guess, we should have left him alone and let him sing his song

Why don't you leave them boys alone, let 'em sing there songs?
You know there gonna do whatever they want
If you don't like the way they sing who's gonna cast the first stone?
(One more time, Earnest)
Why don't you leave them boys alone, let 'em sing there song?

Why don't you leave them boys alone, let 'em sing there song?

I just wanted to tell you what I think about you,
and I don't wanna leave out some important part.
You know I love you and I can't live without you,
you know that you are the queen of my heart.

I've had ladies of passion and women of beauty
but you're the only girl I've opened up to.
But I closed up tight when you left for another,
and that's the part I've never gotten used to.

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And the Queen's still in England, the King's still in Spain,
my love for you is still the same.
You know that I want you till death do us part - - -
you know that you are the queen of my heart.

If you get this letter, please let me know somethin' :
if you’re comin' back, or is it all through?
Hey, just tell me yes or no, don't keep me hangin',
'cause that's the part I could never get used to.

And the Queen is in England, and the King is in Spain,
and all the King's horses and all the Queen's men
could never do one thing to keep us apart - - -
if you'll just come back to me, queen of my heart.
I'm tellin' you, you are the queen of my heart.

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I got Ketchup on my blue jeans,
I just burned my hand.
Lord, its hard to be a bachelor man.
I got girls that can cook,
I got girls that can clean.
I got girls that can do anything in between.
I gotta get ready,
Make everything right,
'Cause all my rowdy friends are comin' over tonight.

Do you wanna drink?
Hey, do you wanna party?
Hey honey, this is ol' Hank.,
Ready to get this thing started.
We cooked a pig in the ground,
Got the beer on ice,
And all my rowdy friends are comin' over tonight.


My party pad is out in the woods,
It's a long, long way from here to Hollywood.
But I got some natural queens out on the floor,
And ol' Miss Mississippi just walked in the door.
Got a lil' whirlpool just made for 10,
You can jump out and you can jump in.
You can do anything that you wanna do,
But oh now don't you step on my cowboy boots.


Do you wanna drink?
Hey, do you wanna party?
Hey this is ol' Hank.,
Ready to get this summer started.
We cooked a pig in the ground,
Got the beer on ice,
And all my rowdy friends are comin' over tonight.


Do you wanna drink?
Hey, do you wanna party?
Hey this is rockin vandal Hank.,
Ready to get this summer started.
We cooked a pig in the ground,
Got the beer on ice,
And all my rowdy friends are comin' over tonight.

I took a job in the city
And I left my country home.
I learned to survive and I got street-wise
But I couldn't tell for how long.
Then I met you where they sing the blues,
Downtown a few months ago.
And you taught me it's still good to believe in love
And I love you so.


I'm makin' some major moves,
Oh city girl, to get to you.
I'm makin' some major moves,
Oh darlin. Major moves just for you.

I sold some things and I bought a ring,
And I've been married before one time.
And this major move just goes to prove
Like they say love is really blind.
Yes I've made a change
And there ain't no one to blame
But me if things don't work out right.
And they just might work out 'cause all I think about
Is that city girl and country boy tonight.

I'm makin' some major moves,
Oh city girl, just for you.
I'm makin' some major moves,
Oh darlin. Major moves to get to you.
I'm makin' some major moves.
Oh darlin' just to get with you.
I'm makin' some major moves,
Oh baby. Major moves to get to you.
Major moves all for you.

Mothers against drunk drivers
The Pope is against the pill
The union's against the workers
Working against their will
The President's against the Congress
The Senate is against the House
People are against politicians
And I'm against cats in the house

But I'm for love and I'm for happiness
And I'm for “if you don't like it can't you just let it rest."
And I'm for turning off the music; turning down the lights
‘Cause I'm for nothing else but you and me tonight

The cities against the counties
The counties against the state
The state is against the government
And the highways still ain't paved
The banker's against the farmer
The farmer's against the wall
Doctors against me smoking
And the devil is against us all

But I'm for love and I'm for happiness
And I'm for “if you don't like it can't you just let it rest."
And I'm for turning off the tube; turning down the lights
‘Cause I'm for nothing else but you and me tonight

The cops are against the robbers
The laws are against the cops
Justice is against the system
And some people are blowing their tops
The horse is against the automobile
The bus is against the train
The train is against the jumbo jet
And I'm against fishing in the rain

But I'm for love I'm all for happiness
And I'm for “if you don't like it can't you just let it rest."
And I'm for turning off the tube; turning down the lights
‘Cause I'm for nothing else but you and me tonight

Hey, I'm for love I'm all for happiness
And I'm for not looking for something to make us mad
I'm all for turning off the music; turning down the lights
And I'm for nothing else but you and me tonight

This ain't Dallas and this ain't Dynasty
This is a real-life two job working family
And I ain't J.R. You ain't Suellen
We're just a man and a woman holding things together

I work every day the sun comes up from eight until five
I don't have a new Mercedes car or a chauffer to drive
My wife ain't out shoppin' with a country club queen
Cause she's workin' in the morning until she picks up the kids at three

And this ain't Dallas and this ain't Dynasty
This is a real-life two job working family
And I ain't J.R. You ain't Suellen
We're just a man and a woman holding things together

Now we all like to watch those shows and we all like to dream
You know J.R. is making deals and Alexis is making steam
Joan and Linda, Victoria and Morgan they're a sight to see
My ole lady said, "I know what you're thinkin'"
I said "Now honey, don'tcha know all of that is on TV

And this ain't Dallas, this ain't Dynasty
This is makin' a livin' down in Tennessee
And I ain't J.R. and you ain't Suellen
Nah We're just man and woman holding things together

No this ain't Dallas and this ain't Dynasty
This is makin' a livin' down in Tennessee
I ain't J.R. and you ain't Suellen
Nah just man and woman holding this thing together

And we're just a man and woman holding this thing together

No one to talk with, all by myself
No one to walk with, but I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you

Now I know for certain, you're the one I love
I'm through with flirtin', just you I'm dreamin' of
Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you

Like Jack Horner, in a corner
Don't go no where, why do I care?
Your kisses are worth waiting for, believe me

I don't stay out late, I don't care to go
I'm home about eight, just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you

Like Jack Horner, in a corner
Don't go nowhere, why do I care?
Your kisses are worth waiting for, believe me

That hot old summer sun
Make you beg for your next breath
So you best be on the creek bank
Laid in the shade
Chewing on a hickory twig
Pass that bottle, I'll have me a swig
I ain't got a lot, but I think I got it made
In the shade

I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind
Catching these fish
Like they're going out of style
Drinking this homemade wine
Hey if the sun don't come up tomorrow
People I have had a good time
I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind

I bet the old man's in the kitchen
He's got my kind of music on his radio
Awww drinking his beer and dialing up the request lines
Mama and old Aunt Joan
Probably in the dining room trying to use the phone
Me, I'm thinkin about that girl and later tonight

I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind
Hey I'm catching these fish
Like they're going out of style
I'm drinking this homemade wine
And if the sun don't come up tomorrow
People I have had a good time
I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind

You know the rednecks and the preppies
They're in their discos and the honky tonks
Somewhere between raising hell and amazing grace
Lord I know just how they feel
You gotta get out and kick up your heels
And it great to be living in the USA

Me, I'm laid up here
In a country state of mind
Catching these fish
Like they're going out of style
Drinking this homemade wine, all the time
If the sun don't shine tomorrow
People I have had a good time
I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind

(I know where Hank Jr's at)

Odle lay hee oh, odle lay hee oh, odle lay hee

If the wife and I are fussin', brother that's our right
'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight
Why don't you mind your own business
(Mind your own business)
'Cause if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine.

Oh, the woman on our party line's the nosiest thing
She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring
Why don't you mind your own business
(Mind your own business)
Well, if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine.

I got a little gal that wears her hair up high,
the boys all whistle when she walks by.
why don't you mind your own buisness
(Mind your own business)
Well, if you mind your own business, you sure won't be minding mine.

If I want to honky tonk around 'til two or three
Now, brother that's my headache, don't you worry 'bout me.
Just mind your own business
(Mind your own business)
If you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine.

Mindin' other people's business seems to be high-toned
I got all that I can do just to mind my own
Why don't you mind your own business
(Mind your own business)
If you mind your own business, you'll stay busy all the time.

Well my mama met my daddy down in Alabam,
They tied the knot, so here I am.
Born on the bayou on the Texas line,
Lovin' Louisiana, raised on Jambalaya.

Well before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand,
By the time I could talk I had my own band.
I went on the road when I was eight years old,
When I turned fifteen I was stealin' the show.
Money to burn and the girls were pretty,
Didn't take me long to learn that I was born to boogie.

When I was eighteen I went to Hollywood,
I met Elvis and Marilyn and Johnny B. Good.
Got my guitar painted as the California sun,
My red Cadillac havin' too much fun.

Now we were playin them halls and jammin' then,
And we moved it over to MGM,
They said this is the boy we've been tellin' you about,
He lit a cigar and he stuck his hand out.

He said son have we got a deal for you,
I'm gonna make you a star and give ya fifty thousand too,
I told him my momma didn't raise no fool,
I'll take your money, I'll make your movie,
I can tell you right now I was born to boogie.

Well my name is Bocephus, I drink whiskey by the gallon,
And I never back down, and I love a good challenge.
What I do now is what I did then,
I like to get down with all my rowdy friends.

Now I can be sweet and I can be mean,
I still got my hat and, I still wear my jeans,
My shades are chrome, my guitar is steel,
If you think I won't, then believe me I will,
Get down on you baby, 'cause I ain't no rookie,
I was boogyin' to party, and I was born to boogie!

I looked over at my pillow
But your face wasn't there.
And I don't smell the perfume you used to wear.
And I don't see your blouse or jeans,
Or your pretty white cotton gown.
And I've looked all over hell,
But Heaven can't be found.

I looked on the bedside table
But your jewelry was all gone.
And I just wish you'd call me
Everytime I look at the phone.
I looked in our dressing mirror
And I saw myself break down.
Oh, I've looked all over hell,
But Heaven can't be found.

I've called and looked in every place
You used to hang around.
I've searched in every bar and club
And honky tonk in town.
And I don't know if I can go on without breaking down.
I've looked all over hell
But Heaven can't be found.

And I don't know if I can go on without breaking down.
Oh, I've looked all over hell,
But my Heaven can't be found.

We are young country.
We are the pride.
The sons and the daughters
Of American life.
Our hair is not orange.
We don't wear chains and spikes.
But we know how to have fun
Come Saturday night.

We know what's right
We know what's wrong
We know what we like
To hear in a song.
We like some of the old stuff.
We like some of the new.
But we do our own choosin'
We pick our own music.
If ya don't mind, thank you.

We are young country.
We like all kinds
Of music and people
'Cause we don't draw no lines.
No, our hair is not orange.
We don't wear chains and spikes.
But we know how to have fun
Come Saturday night.

We like ol' Waylon.
Hey, we know Van Halen.
We like ZZ Top.
We like country and rock.
Oh Hank would be proud
And Elvis would too,
'Cause we like our country
Mixed with some big city blues.

We are young country.
We are the pride.
The sons and the daughters
Of American life.
Oh, Hank would be proud
And Elvis would too,
'Cause we like our country
Mixed with some rhythm and Blues.

We know when it's hot,
We know when it's not,
If ya don't mind, thank you.

If the South would've won we'd a had it made,
I'd prob'ly run for President of the Southern State.
The day Elvis passed away would be our national holiday,
If the South would a won we'd had a it made.

I'd make my Supreme Court down in Texas,
And we wouldn't have no killers gettin'off free.
If they were proven guilty, then they would swing quickly,
Instead of writin' books and smilin' on T.V.

We'd all learn Cajun cookin in Louisiana,
And I'd put that capitol back in Alabama.
We'd put Florida on the right track ‘cause, we'd take Miami back,
And throw all them pushers in the slammer.

If the South would've won we'd a had it made,
I'd prolly run for President of the Southern States.
The day young Skynyrd died we'd show our Southern Pride,
If the South would a won we'd had a it made.

I'd have all the whiskey made in Tennessee,
And all the horses raised in those Kentucky hills.
The national treasury would be in Tupelo, Mississippi
And I'd put Hank William's picture on one hundred dollar bills.

I'd have all the cars made in the Carolina's,
And I'd ban all the ones made in China.
I'd have every girl and child sent to Georgia to learn to smile,
And talk with that southern accent that drives me wild.

I'd have all the fiddles made in Virginia
Cause they sure can make'em sound so fine.
I'm goin up on Wolverton mountain and see ole Clinton Powers,
And have a sip of his good ole Arkansas wine.

Hey, if the South woulda won we'd had it made
I'd prolly run for President of the Southern States,
When Patsy Cline passed away that would be our national holiday,
If the South woulda won we'd a had it made.

If the South woulda won we'd a had it made.

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She's got sexy eyes and crazy lips,she's got magic in her finger tips!

She's hot to handle if you know what I mean. She's a long legged loving machine!

She's in to pleasin'.She knows what I like.

Early in the morning and late at night.

She's got a way of walking that'll do you in,so if you get to thinking, better think again.

No harm in looking if you understand.She's a one man woman.I'm a one woman man.

Theres no doubt about it when she holds me tight,

early in the morning and late at night.

Early in the morning we rock ,late in the evening we roll.We're in it right from the start hearts,bodies and soul.

She's cooking up a mess of moves,she keeps alot of love spread on the menu.


She's got a man with a big appetite,

early in the morning and late at night.

Early in the morning we rock,late in the evening we roll.We're in right from the start hearts,bodies and souls.

Yes sir!She's cooking up a mess of moves she keeps alot of love on her menu.

She's gpt a man with a big appetite,

early in the morning and late at night.

She's hot to handle if you know what I mean,she's a long legged loving machine.

She's in to pleasin' she knows what I like,

I like it early in the morning and late at night.

There's a tear in my beer
'cause I'm cryin' for you,dear
you are on my lonely mind.
Into these last nine beers
I have shed a million tears.
You are on my lonely mind
I'm gonna keep drinkin'
until I'm petrified.
And then maybe these tears
will leave my eyes.
There's a tear in my beer
cause I'm crying' for you dear
You are on my lonely mind.

Last night I walked the floor
and the night before
You are on my lonely mind.
It seems my life is through
and I'm so doggone blue
You are on my lonely mind.
I'm gonna keep drinkin'
till I can't move a toe
and then maybe my heart
won't hurt me so.
There's a tear in my beer
cause I'm cryin' for you dear
You are on my lonely mind.

Lord, I've tried and I've tried
But my tears I can't hide
You are on my lonely mind.
All these blues that I've found
Have really got me down
You are on my lonely mind
I'm gonna keep drinkin'
till I can't even think
Cause in the last week
I ain't slept a wink
There's a tear in my beer
cause I'm crying for you dear
You are on my lonely mind.

You're one in a million, a hundred to one shot.
I took a gamble, and just lookie here what I got.
A diamond in the middle of a field full of stone.
And I'm bettin' everything I got that you can keep me coming home.

Finders are keepers
And I'm keeping you as long as I can.
Finders are keepers
So baby don't ever stop, just keep on holdin' my hand.

A needle in a haystack would be easy to do,
Compared to me finding somebody else like you.
I tell ya chasing the perfect woman is just like rollin' the dice.
She's as pretty as a natural eleven and I'm puttin' my heart on the line.

Finders are keepers
And I'm keeping you as long as I can.
Finders are keepers
So baby don't ever stop, just keep on holdin' my hand.

Finders are keepers
So baby keep on keepin' on with your lovin' man.

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Lord I'm singing you this message up to heaven
asking you to send me down another angel.
I've been looking for along time for someone to get her off my mind,
but you know Lord, Angels are hard to find.

I want an angel with arms and not with wings.
Someone that I can call my darling.
If you can think of someone to fit that description,
Lord could you help me one more time.
But I know Lord, Angels are hard to find.

Its my fault I lost the first one you sent to me.


I didn't know 'til she was gone how much she mean't to me.
She loved me but I was blind.
I bet I do a whole lot better next time.
But I know Lord, Angels are hard to find.

I want an angel with arms and not with wings.
Someone that I can call darling.
If you can think of someone to fit my description,
Lord could you help ole Hank one more time,
but I know Lord, yeah angels are hard to find.
One like that right there Lord. Angels are hard to find

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Sitting at the kitchen table Monday afternoon house is so quiet.I spent the morning looking for a job but the job markets pretty tightand I'm wondering just what I'm gonna do,someone to hold and the rent I owe are long overdue.
Seems like everything comes down to money and love in my life. It seems like everything comes down to money and love in my life.
I'm used to having a woman around, cooking for me and when I lay down to love.I got used to having a woman around looking to me to rise above.I've got a lonely heart, two open arms, and a pillow I never use.I know it ain't much to offer but its the best I can do.
Seems like everything comes down to money and love in my life.

I've loved alot of good women and I would sure love one now. I've had more then enough money in my bank account,but where they went and how they got spent isn't really clear.They just left me here and it all disappeared.
Sitting in another office Tuesday morning, application filled.I doubt they'll ever call me but I can't keep from hoping that they will. I know I need to keep my chin up but I'm telling you the truth,if there's no one else to live for is there anything left to lose?
It seems like everything comes down to money and love in my life.Seems like everything comes down to money and love in my life.In my life.

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Well I was born at A party in A barn,
With A guitar strapped across my arm so,
I leaned to play in a differant style,
Everyone knows that I'm hog wild.

Well I pick it high and I pick it low, pick it with my teeth,
And pick it with my toe you can hear me play for a country mile.
Everybody knows that I'm hog wild Yeaaa-everybody knows that I'm hot wild.

Well, I laid around on the farm to long me and those city folks couldn't get along.
My momma said, "You're A destined child, they all know you's born wild.
So travelled all over this land, and found myself A back-woods band you could hear us play for a country mile everybody knows that we're hog wild.

Everybody knows that we're hog.
Everybody knows that we're hog wild.
Everybody knows that I play loud
Everybody know
Everybody knows, everybody knows.
Everybody knows that we're hog wild.
Make it wild, make it wild, make it wild, make it wild
Make it wild, make it wild.
Rootin' around town.

Recorded by Hank Williams
Written by Hank Williams and Fred Rose

Capo: 1st Fret Key: F# Play: F
Now you're [F] lookin' at a man that's gettin' kind-a mad
I had lot's of luck but it's all been bad
No [C7] matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world a-[F] live.

My fishin' pole's broke the creek is full of sand
My woman run away with another man
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.

A [Bb] distant uncle passed away [Bb7] and [F] left me quite a batch [F7]
And [Bb] I was livin'g high until that fatal [Bb7] day
A lawyer [C7] proved I wasn't born
I was only hatched.---[F]

Ev'rything's agin' me and it's got me down
If I jumped in the river I would prob'ly drown
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.

These shabby shoes I'm wearin' all the time
Are full of holes and nails
And brother if I stepped on a worn out dime
I bet a nickel I could tell you if it was heads or tails.

I'm not gonna worry wrinkles in my brow
'Cause nothin's ever gonna be alright nohow
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.

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I could buy a Sunday suit and it would leave me broke
If it had two pair of pants I would burn the coat
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.

If it was rainin' gold I wouldn't stand a chance
I wouldn't have a pocket in my patched up pants
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive.