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

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

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

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

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

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

If we left for a show in
He'd be the first one on the bus and ready to ride,

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

I ask you no more questions
To the stories only Hank tell

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

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

You know we get right down to it
Still the most outlaw in the land, yeah, woh