Then was the time I saw the great Hank Williams on the stage in Philadelphia, and he was all dressed up in drag From his rose red lips to his rhinestone he belted out song after song as he drank from a paper bag And the songs he of love and pain, so pure perfect of human imperfections, it near choked me up But the rest of the show, was kind of And then someone me up
Later on the Astros were silently beating the living out of on the TV above and a to the left of the great Hank Williams' head As a busty suicide blonde waitress poured him a double shot of 'whatever you and laughingly "I thought you were dead" The balls cracked as he tilted his head back and told her how he had been a big star but now country music was of freaks He sat there, in the TV Mascara streaked his
When I was only sixteen years old I went Houston to Abilene with a spunky stunningly handsome in a Volkswagen Bug She was with some kids all her own, a committment-free divorcee, and I was a man in We had only one 8-track but it was of the late great Hank and we sang in two-part harmony "Hey good lookin', how's about Something up me"
Back at the bar they were calling call so I the barmaid a credit card to pay up my tab The TV was off and the stage was dark and the great Hank was gone so I asked her to call me a cab She said if you like I can you a ride, so there we were out the door and into the of brotherly love the night, out of sight In a VW Bug