Then there was the I saw the great Hank Williams singing on the in Philadelphia, and he was all dressed up in drag From his rose red to his rhinestone hips he belted out song after song as he drank a brown paper bag And the songs he sang of and pain, so pure perfect of human imperfections, it damn choked me up But the of the show, was kind of slow And then someone me up
Later on the Astros were silently beating the living out of on the TV above and a little to the of the great Hank Williams' head As a busty suicide blonde waitress him a double shot of 'whatever you got' and said "I thought you were dead" The pool balls as he tilted his head back and told her how he had been a big but now country music was full 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 handsome woman in a Bug She was grown with kids all her own, a committment-free divorcee, and I was a man in We had one 8-track tape but it was of the late great Hank and we sang in two-part harmony "Hey good lookin', how's about up with me"
Back at the bar they were last call so I the barmaid a credit card to pay up my tab The TV was turned off and the was dark and the great Williams 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 the night, out of sight In a VW Bug