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

We won't about the habits
Just the music and the man, all

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

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

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

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

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

Wherever he is I hope 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 and raisin' hell

I won't ask you no questions
To the stories Hank could tell

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

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

You know when we get right to it
Still the most wanted in the land, yeah, woh