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Hank, let's about your daddy
Tell me how mama loved that man
Well, just out a bottle, hoss
I'll tell you bout the driftin' cowboy

We won't talk the habits
Just the and the man, that's all

Now Hank, you got to tell me
Did your really write all them songs? Did he?
That deserve no answer, hoss
Let's light up and just move

Do you he wrote 'em about your mama
Or about the man who her wrong, you know that

Yeah, back then they called him
Nowadays call him a saint
Now the ones that called him
Are ridin' on his name

Well, if he was here right now,
Would he think that we right? Do you think he might?
Don't you know he Watasha
Be right by our side

If we left for a in Provo
He'd be the first one on the bus and to ride, [Incomprehensible]

Wherever he is I hope he's
You I hope he's doin' well, yes I do
He is 'cause got one arm around my mama now
And he sure did love Audrey and raisin' hell

I won't ask you no more
To the stories only Hank tell

Back then they called him
Nowadays they him a saint
Most folks don't know that they fired him from the
And that caused his greatest

I loved to tell you about
How Miss Audrey loved man
You know always loved to listen
To the about that driftin' cowboy band and the man

You know when we get down to it
the most wanted outlaw in the land, yeah, woh