Then there was the I saw the great Williams singing 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 sang of and pain, so perfect reflections of human imperfections, it damn near me up But the rest of the show, was kind of And then woke me up
Later on the Astros were silently beating the crap out of Cincinnati on the TV and a to the left of the great Hank Williams' head As a busty suicide blonde waitress poured him a shot of 'whatever you got' and laughingly said "I you were dead" The pool 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 his cheeks
When I was only sixteen old I went from Houston to Abilene with a spunky stunningly woman in a Volkswagen Bug She was grown with some all her own, a divorcee, and I was a man in love We had one 8-track tape but it was of the late great Williams and we sang in two-part harmony "Hey good lookin', about cookin' Something up me"
Back at the bar they were last call so I gave the barmaid a card to pay up my tab The TV was turned off and the was dark and the great Hank was gone so I asked her to call me a cab She if you like I can give you a ride, so there we were out the and into the city of brotherly love Into the night, out of In a VW Bug