Then there was the I saw the great Hank singing on the stage in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and he was all dressed up in From his rose red to his rhinestone hips he belted out song after song as he drank from a paper bag And the he sang of love and pain, so pure perfect reflections of imperfections, it damn near me up But the rest of the show, was kind of And then woke me up
on the Astros were silently beating the living crap out of Cincinnati on the TV and a little to the left of the great Williams' head As a busty suicide waitress poured him a double shot of 'whatever you got' and laughingly "I thought you were dead" The pool balls as he tilted his head back and told her how he had a big star but now country music was full of freaks He sat there, in the TV Mascara streaked his
When I was only sixteen years old I from Houston to Abilene with a spunky stunningly handsome in a Volkswagen Bug She was with some kids all her own, a divorcee, and I was a man in love We had only one tape but it was of the late great Hank Williams and we in two-part harmony "Hey good lookin', how's cookin' Something up me"
Back at the bar were calling last call so I gave the barmaid a credit to pay up my tab The TV was turned off and the was dark and the great Hank Williams was 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 door and the city of brotherly love Into the night, out of In a VW Bug