Hank Williams - 40 Greatest Hits Lyrics
Move It on Over
Came in last night at half past ten
That baby of mine wouldnt let me in
So move it on over (move it on over)
Move it on over (move it on over)
Move over little dog cause the big dogs moving in
Shes changed the lock on my front door
My door key dont fit no more
So get it on over (move it on over)
Scoot it on over (move it on over)
Move over skinny dog cause the fat dogs moving in
This dog house here is mighty small
But its better than no house at all
So ease it on over (move it on over)
Drag it on over (move it on over)
Move over old dog cause a new dogs moving in
She told me not to play around
But I done let the deal go down
So pack it on over (move it on over)
Tote it on over (move it on over)
Move over nice dog cause a mad dogs moving in
She warned me once, she warned me twice
But I dont take no ones advice
So scratch it on over (move it on over)
Shake it on over (move it on over)
Move over short dog cause the tall dogs moving in
Shell crawl back to me on her knees
Ill be busy scratching fleas
So slide it on over (move it on over)
Sneak it on over (move it on over)
Move over good dog cause a mad dogs moving in
Remember pup, before you whine
That sides yours and this sides mine
So shove it on over (move it on over)
Sweep it on over (move it on over)
Move over cold dog cause a hot dogs moving in
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
A Mansion On The Hill
Tonight down here in the valley
I'm lonesome and O how I feel
As I sit here alone in my cabin
I can see your mansion on the hill
Do you recall when we parted
The story to me you revealed
You said you could live without loving
In your loveless mansion on the hill
I've waited all through the years love
To give you a heart true and real
Cause I know you're living in sorrow
In your loveless mansion on the hill
The light shine bright from yer window
The trees stand so silent and still
I know you're alone with your pride dear
In your loveless mansion on the hill
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Lovesick Blues
I got a feelin' called the blues, oh, Lord
Since my baby said goodbye
Lord, I don't know what I'll do
All I do is sit and sigh, oh, Lord
That last long day she said goodbye
Well, Lord, I thought I would cry
She'll do me, she'll do you, she's got that kind of lovin'
Lord, I love to hear her when she calls me sweet daddy
Such a beautiful dream
I hate to think it all over, I've lost my heart it seems
I've grown so used to you somehow
Well, I'm nobody's sugar daddy now
And I'm lonesome, I got the lovesick blues
Well, I'm in love, I'm in love, with a beautiful gal
That's what's the matter with me
Well, I'm in love, I'm in love, with a beautiful gal
But she don't care about me
Lord, I tried and I tried, to keep her satisfied
But she just wouldn't stay
So now that she is leavin'
This is all I can say
I got a feelin' called the blues, oh, Lord
Since my baby said goodbye
Lord, I don't know what I'll do
All I do is sit and sigh, oh, Lord
That last long day she said goodbye
Well, Lord, I thought I would cry
She'll do me, she'll do you, she's got that kind of lovin'
Lord, I love to hear her when she calls me sweet daddy
Such a beautiful dream
I hate to think it all over, I've lost my heart it seems
I've grown so used to you somehow
Lord, I'm nobody's sugar daddy now
And I'm lonesome, I got the lovesick blues
Writer: Cliff Friend, Irving Mills
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Wedding Bells
I have the invitation that you sent me
You wanted me to see you change your name
I couldn't stand to see you wed another
But dear I hope you're happy just the same
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
That should be ringing out for you and me
Down the aisle with someone else you're walking
Those wedding bell will never ring for me
I planned a little cottage in the valley
I even bought a little band of gold
I thought some day I'd place it on your finger
But now the future looks so dark and cold
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
I hear the children laughing out with glee
At home alone I hang my head in sorrow
Those wedding bells will never ring for me
I fancy that I see a bunch of roses
A blossom from an orange tree in your hair
And while the organ plays I love you truly
Please let me pretend that I am there
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel
Ever since the day you set me free
I knew someday that you would wed another
But wedding bells will never ring for me
Writer: CLAUDE BOONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Mind Your Own Business
If the wife and I are fussin', brother that's our right
'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight
Why don't you mind your own business?
(Mind your own business)
'Cause if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine
Oh, the woman on our party line's the nosiest thing
She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring
Why don't you mind your own business?
(Mind your own business)
Well, if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine
I got a little gal that wears her hair up high
The boys all whistle when she walks by
Why don't you mind your own business?
(Mind your own business)
Well, if you mind your own business, you sure won't be minding mine
If I want to honky tonk around 'til two or three
Now, brother that's my headache, don't you worry 'bout me
Just mind your own business
(Mind your own business)
If you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine
Mindin' other people's business seems to be high-toned
I got all that I can do just to mind my own
Why don't you mind your own business?
(Mind your own business)
If you mind your own business, you'll stay busy all the time
Writer: Hank Williams Sr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
You're Gonna Change (Or I'm Gonna Leave)
You wore out a brand new trunk
Packin' and unpackin' all of your junk
Your daddy's mad, done got peeved
You're gonna change or I'm gonna leave
You're gonna change your way of livin'
Change the things you do
Stop doin' all the things that you oughten too
Your daddy's mad, he's done got peeved
You're gonna change or you're gonna have to leave
This ain't right and that is wrong
Just keep naggin' me all the day long
It's gotta stop, I don't mean please
You're gonna change or I'm gonna leave
The way to keep a woman happy
Make her do what's right
Is love her every mornin', bawl her every night
Your daddy's mad, he's done got peeved
You're gonna change or I'm gonna leave
Every time you get mad
You pack your rags and go back to dad
You tell him lies he don't believe
You're gonna change or I'm a-gonna leave
You're gonna change your way of livin'
Change the things you do
Stop doin' all the things that you oughten too
Your daddy's mad, he's done got peeved
You're gonna change or you're gonna have to leave
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lost Highway
I'm a rollin stone all alone and lost
For a life of sin I have paid the cost
When I pass by all the people say
Just another guy on the lost highway
Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine
And a womans lies makes a life like mine
Oh the day we met, I went astray
I started rolling down that lost highway
I was just a lad, nearly 22
Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you
And now I'm lost, too late to pray
Lord I take a cost, oh the lost highway
Now boys don't start to ramblin' round
On this road of sin are you sorrow bound
Take my advice or you'll curse the day
You started rollin' down that lost highway
Writer: LEON PAYNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
My Buckets Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.
Well I'm standin' on a corner - With a bucket in my hand
I'm waitin' for a woman - That ain't got no man.
'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.
Well, I went upon the mountain - I looked down in the sea
I seen the crabs and the fishes - Doin' the be-bop-bee.
'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.
Well, there ain't no use - of me workin' so hard
When I got a woman - in the boss man's yard.
'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.
Well, me and my baby - we just bought a Ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.
'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.
Writer: CLARENCE WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Im So Lonesome I Could Cry
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whinin' low
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawlin' by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry
Instrumental
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die?
Like me, he's lost the will to live
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
Instrumental
The silence of a fallin' star
Lights up a purple sky
Cnd as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome, I could cry
Writer: Hank Williams, Sr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
I Just Don't Like This Kind of Living
I just don't like this kind of living
I'm tired of doing all the giving
I give my all and sit and yearn
And get no loving in return
And I just don't like this kind of living
Why do we stay together?
We always fuss and fight
You ain't never known to be wrong
And I ain't never been right
Tell me where you think we're going
'cause I ain't got no way of knowing
When things go wrong, you go your way
You leave me here to pay and pay
And I just don't like this kind of living
I just don't like the things you're doing
Your evil heart will be your ruin
When things start running smooth and free
You haul right off and you pick on me
And I just don't like this way of living
They say the road of love is long
It's rocky, and it's rough
But if this road don't start to get smooth
I've traveled it long enough
Why don't you act a little older
And get that chip up off your shoulder?
I told you once
Now I'll tell you twice
You better start to treat me nice
'cause I just don't like this way of living
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
LONG GONE LONESOME BLUES
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by
But I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die, oh Lord
And then I jumped in the river, but the doggone river was dry
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue
I had me a woman who couldn't be true
She made me for my money and she made me blue
A man needs a woman that he can lean on
But my leanin' post is done left and gone
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue
I'm gonna find me a river, one that's cold as ice
And when I find me that river, Lord I'm gonna pay the price, oh Lord
I'm goin' down in it three times, but Lord I'm only comin' up twice
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue
She told me on Sunday she was checkin' me out
Long about Monday she was nowhere about
And here it is Tuesday, ain't had no news
I got them gone but not forgotten blues
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue
Writer: JEWELL HOUSE, HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
My Son Calls Another Man Daddy
Tonight my heart is bowed in sorrow
I can't keep the tears from my eyes
My Son Calls Another Man Daddy
The right to his love, I've been denied.
[Chorus:]
My Son Calls Another Man Daddy
He'll ne'er know my name nor my face
God only knows how it hurts me
For another to be in my place.
Each night I laid there in prison
I pictured a future so bright
For he was the one ray of sunshine
That showed thru the darkest of nights.
[Chorus]
Today his mother shares a new love
She just couldn't stand my disgrace
My Son Calls Another Man Daddy
And longs for the love he can't replace.
[Chorus]
Writer: JEWELL HOUSE, HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Why Don't You Love Me (Like You Used to Do)?
Well, why don't you love me like you used to do
How come you treat me like a worn out shoe
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
Why don't you love me like you used to do
Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
In a long, long while
We don't get nearer or further or closer
Than a country mile
Why don't you spark me like you used to do
And say sweet nothin's like you used to coo
I'm the same old trouble that you've always been through
So, why don't you love me like you used to do
Well, why don't you be just like you used to be
How come you find so many faults with me
Somebody's changed so let me give you a clue
Why don't you love me like you used to do
Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
In a long, long while
We don't get nearer or further or closer
Than a country mile
Why don't you say the things you used to say
What makes you treat me like a piece of clay
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
Why don't you love me like you used to do
Writer: LAWTON WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Why Should We Try Anymore
What's the use to deny we've been living a lie
That we should have admitted before
We were just victims of a half-hearted love
So why should we try anymore
The vows that we make are only to break
We drift like a wave from the shore
The kisses we steal we know are not real
So why should we try anymore
The dreams that we knew can never come true
They're gone to return no more
False love like ours fades with the flowers
So why should we try anymore
Our story's so old again has been told
On the past let's close the door
And smile don't regret but live and forget
There's no use to try anymore
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Theyll Never Take Her Love From Me
If today the sun should set on all my hopes and cares
There is one smiling face the gods would see
'Cus she'll walk along beside me up the golden stairs
No, they'll never never take her love from me.
What a fool I was to go and break the trust she gave
And see her love turn into sympathy
It's the one regret I'll carry with me to my grave
Oh, they'll never ever take her love from me.
I'm so thankful for each golden hour of happiness
That we shared together in the used to be
Someone else's arms may hold her now in fond caress
But they'll never never take her love from me.
I thought I'd make her happy if I stepped aside
But I knew her love would never set me free
And even on the morning she became another's bride
I said they'll never never take her love from me.
Writer: Leon Payne
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Moanin The Blues
When my baby moved out and the blues moved in
There wasn't nothin' I could do
But mosey around with my head in my hands
Lord what am I comin' to
I just keep Moanin'
Moa-oanin' the blues.
I wrote a nice, long letter
Sayin' mama please come home
Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some
And all I do is moan...
I been lovin' that gal for so doggone long
I can't afford to lose her now
I thought I was right but I must of been wrong
'Cause my head is startin' to bow
And now I'm Moanin'
Moa-oanin' The Blues.
If you want a good gal to stay around
You gotta treat her nice and kind
If you do her wrong she'll leave this tonw
And you'll almost lose your mind
Then you'll moanin'; Moa-oanin' The Blues.
Aw! baby, baby, baby
Honey baby, please come home
Your dad-ad-dy is lon-one-some and all I do is moan
I promise you baby that I'll be good
And I'll never be bad no more
I'm sittin' here waitin' for you right now
To walk through that front door
Then I'll stop moanin'; Moa-oanin' The Blues.
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Nobodys Lonesome For Me
Ev'rybody's lonesome for somebody else
But nobody's lonesome for me
Ev'rybody's thinkin' 'bout somebody else
But nobody thinks about me
When the time rolls around for me to lay down and die
I bet I'll have to go and hire me someone to cry
Ev'rybody's lonesome for somebody else
Nobody is lonesome for me.
Ev'rybody's longin' for somebody else
But nobody's lonesome for me
Ev'rybody's dreamin' about somebody else
But nobody dreams about me
All I need is a bride who want's a big-hearted groom
I wouldn't care if she come ridin' in on a broom
Ev'rybody's lonesome for somebody else
No-bod-o-dy lonesome for me.
Ev'rybody's pinin' for somebody else
But nobody's lonesome for me
Ev'rybody's crazy 'bout somebody else
But nobody's crazy 'bout me
Oh, I shined up my shoes and then I slicked down my hair
Put on my Sunday suit, but I ain't goin' nowhere
Ev'rybody's lonesome for somebody else
But nobody's lonesome for me.
Ev'rybody's yearnin' for somebody else
But nobody's lonesome for me
Ev'rybody's fallin' for somebody else
But nobody's fallin' for me
Now I ain't had a kiss since I fell out of my crib
It looks to me like I been cheated out of my rib
Ev'rybody's lonesome for somebody else
No-bod-o-dy lonesome for me.
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Cold Cold Heart
I tried so hard,my dear,to show that you're my every dream
Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do
In anger, unkind words are said that make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
You'll never know how much it hurts to see you sit and cry
You know you need and want my love, yet you're afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from life, to try it just ain't smart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory
The more I learn to care for you, the more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
Writer: Lawton Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dear John
Well when I woke up this mornin',
There was a note upon my door,
Said don't make me no coffee Babe,
'cause I won't be back no more,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.
Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale,
Daniel in the lion's den,
But I know a guy that didn't try to get along,
And he won't get a chance again,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've fetched your saddle home.
Well she didn't forward no address,
Nor she didn't say goodbye,
All she said was if you get blue,
Just hang your little head and cry,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.
Now my gal's short and stubby,
She's strong as she can be,
But if that little old gal of mine,
Ever get's a-hold of me,
That's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.
Now Jonah got along in the belly of the whale,
Daniel in the lion's den,
But I know a man that didn't try to get along,
And he won't get a chance again,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've fetched your saddle home.
Now I went down to the bank this morning,
The cashier said with a grin,
I feel so sorry for you Hank,
But your wife has done been in,
And that's all she wrote, Dear John,
I've sent your saddle home.
Writer: AUBREY A. GASS, TEX RITTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
HOWLIN AT THE MOON
I know there's never been a man in the awful shape I'm in
I can't even spell my name, my heads in such a spin
Today I tried to eat a steak with a big old tablespoon
You got me chasin' Rabbits, walkin' on my hands
And Howlin' At The Moon.
Well, I took one look at you and it almost drove me mad
And then I even went and lost what little sense I had
Now I can't tell the day from night, I'm crazy as a loon
You got me chasin' Rabbits, pullin' out my hair and Howlin' At The Moon.
Some friends of mine asked me to go out on a huntin' spree
'Cause there ain't a hound dog in this state that can hold a light to me
I eat three bones for dinner today, then tried to tree a 'Coon
You got me chasin' Rabbits, scratchin' fleas and Howlin' At The Moon.
I rode my horse to town to day and a gas pump we did pass
I pulled 'im up and I hollered WHOA!, said fill 'im up with gas
The man picked up a monkey wrench and WHAM!, he changed my tune
You got me chasin' Rabbits, spittin' out teeth and Howlin' At The Moon.
I never thought in this old world a fool could fall so hard
But honey baby, when I fell the whole world must have jarred
I think I'd quit my doggish ways if you'd take me for your groom
You got me chasin Rabbits, pickin' out rings and Howlin' At The Moon
Writer: KERRY LIVGREN, KERRY A LIVGREN, RICHARD JOHN WILLIAMS, STEVE WALSH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
I Can't Help It (If I'm Still in Love With You)
Today I passed you on the street
And my heart fell at your feet
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
Somebody else stood by your side
And he looked so satisfied
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
A picture from the past came slowly stealing
As I brushed your arm and walked so close to you
Then suddenly I got that old time feeling
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
It's hard to know another's lips will kiss you
And hold you just the way I used to do
Oh, Heaven only knows how much I miss you
I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
Writer: Hank Williams, Sr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kanjian Music, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hey Good Lookin
Say hey, good lookin'
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Hey, sweet baby
Don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe?
I got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill
And I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancin's free
So if you wanna have fun come along with me
Say hey, good lookin'
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
I'm free and ready
So we can go steady
How's about savin' all your time for me?
No more lookin'
I know I've been tooken
How's about keepin' steady company?
I'm gonna throw my date-book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page
Say hey, good lookin'
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Writer: Hank Sr. Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Crazy Heart
You thought she'd care for you and so you acted smart
Go on an break, you Crazy Heart
You lived on promises I knew would fall apart
Go on and break you Crazy Heart.
You never would admit you were mistak-en
You didn't even know, the chances you were takin'
I knew you couldn't win, I told you from the start
Go on and break you Crazy Heart.
I knew you'd wake up and find her missin'
I tried my best to warn you, but you wouldn't listen
You told me I was wrong, you thought that you were smart
Go on an break you Crazy Heart.
Writer: EDWARD MONROE HILL, RONALD STEVEN HARBIN, KIM WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
(I Heard That) Lonesome Whistle
I was ridin' number nine
Headin' south from Caroline
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
Got in trouble had to roam
Left my gal and left my home
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
Just a kid actin' smart
I went and broke my darlin's heart
I guess I was too young to know
They took me off the Georgia Main
Locked me to a ball and chain
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
All alone I bear the shame
I'm a number not a name
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
All I do is sit and cry
When the ev'nin' train goes by
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
I'll be locked here in this cell
Til my body's just a shell
And my hair turns whiter than snow
I'll never see that gal of mine
Lord, I'm in Georgia doin' time
I heard that lonesome whistle blow
Writer: JIMMIE DAVIS, HANK WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
BABY WERE REALLY IN LOVE
If you're lovin' me like I'm lovin' you
Baby, we're really in love
If you're happy with me like I'm happy with you
Old cupid just gave us a shove
If you're thinkin' of me like I'm thinkin' of you
Then I know what you're thinkin' of
If you're lovin' me like I'm lovin' you
Baby, we're really in love.
I run around in circles
And turn in fire alarms
I'm nutty as a fruitcake
When you're not in my arms
If you're meant for me like I'm meant for you
Baby, we fit like a glove
If you're lovin' me like I'm lovin' you
Baby, we're really in love.
If you're lovin' me like I'm lovin' you
Baby, we're really in love.
If you're countin' on me like I'm countin' on you
Old cupid just gave us a shove
If you're dreamin' of me like I'm dreamin' of you
Then I know what you're dreamin' of
If you're lovin' me like I'm lovin' you
Baby, we're really in love.
My folks think I've gone crazy
And I don't feel too sure
And yet there's nothin' wrong with me
That weddin' bells won't cure
If you go for me like I go for you
Baby, we fit like a glove
If you're lovin' me like I'm lovin' you
Baby, we're really in love.
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Ramblin Man
I can settle dow-own and be doin'just fine
Til I hear an old train rollin'down the line
Then I hurry strai-aight home and pack
And if I didn' go, I believe I' blow my stack
I love you ba-aby, but you gotta understand
When the lord made me
He made a ramblin' man.
Some folks might sa-ay that I' no good
That I wouldn' settle down if I could
But when that open ro-oad starts to callin'me
There' somethin'o'r the hill that I gotta see
Sometimes it' har-rd but you gotta understand
When the lord made me, he made a ra-amblin'man.
I love to see the tow-owns a-passin'by
And to ride these rails 'eath god' blue sky
Let me travel this la-and from the mountains to the sea
'Cause that' the life I believe he meant for me
And when I' go-one and at my grave you stand
Just say God called home your ra-amblin'man.
Writer: SHELTON HANK III WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MIKE CURB MUSIC
Honky Tonk Blues
Well I left my home down on the rural route
I told my paw I'm going steppin out and get the
Honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well Lord I got 'em,
I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.
Well I went to a dance and I wore out my shoes
Woke up this mornin wishin I could lose
Them jumpin honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well Lord I got 'em,
I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.
Well I stopped into every place in town
This city life has really got me down
I got the honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well Lord I got em,
Got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.
I'm gonna tuck my worries underneath my arm
And scat right back to my pappy's farm
And leave these honky tonk blues,
Yeah the honky tonk blues
Well Lord I got 'em,
I got the ho-on-ky tonk blues.
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Im Sorry For You My Friend
You've known so long that you were wrong
But still you had your way
You told her lies and alibis
And hurt her more each day
But now your conscience bothers you
You've reached your journey's end
You're asking me for sympathy
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
You laughed inside each time she cried
You tried to make her blue
She tagged along through right and wrong
Because she worshipped you
You know that you're the one to blame
There's no use to pretend
Today's the day you start to pay
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
Today as she walked arm in arm
At someone else's side
It made you stop and realize
That time has turned the tide
You should have known you'd be alone
'Cause cheaters never win
You tried and lost, now pay the cost
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Half As Much
If you love me half as much as I love you
You wouldn't worry me half as much as you do
You're nice to me when there's no one else around
You only build me up to let me down
If you missed me half as much as I miss you
You wouldn't stay away half as much as you do
I know that I would never be this blue
If you only loved me half as much as I love you
If you love me half as much as I love you
You wouldn't worry me half as much as you do
You're nice to me when there's no one else around
You only build me up to let me down
If you missed me half as much as I miss you
You wouldn't stay away half as much as you do
I know that I would never be this blue
If you only loved me half as much as I love you
Writer: CURLY WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Jambalaya (On the Bayou)
Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou
[Chorus]
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a file gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
[Chorus]
Settle down far from town get me pirouge
And I'll catch all the fish in the bayou
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she needs, oh
Son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou.
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Writer: Hank Williams, Sr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Window Shopping
Recorded by Hank Williams, Sr.
Words and music by Marcel Joseph
INTRO: [C] [G7] [C] [G7]
[C] You're Window Shoppin'
Just [F] Window Shoppin'
[C] You're only lookin' a-[G7] round
[C] You're not buyin'
[F] You're just tryin'
To [C] find the [G7] best deal in [C] town. [C7]
You [F] give away your kisses
But you [C] never give your heart
To [D] anyone who's fool enough to [G] fall ...[G7]
[C] You don't feel love
You [F] don't want real love
[C] You're Window [G7] Shoppin' that's [C] all.
Repeat both verses.
Writer: MARCEL JOSEPH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Settin The Woods On Fire
You sing loud and I'll sing louder tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
You're my gal and I'm your feller dress up in your frock of yeller
I'll look swell but you'll look sweller settin' the woods on fire
We'll take in all the honky tonks tonight we're havin' fun
We'll show the folks a brand new dance that never has been done
I don't care who thinks we're silly you'll be daffy and I'll be dilly
We'll order up two bowls of chili settin' the woods on fire
I'll gas up my hot rod stoker we'll get hotter than a poker
You'll be broke but I'll be broker tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
We'll sit close to one another up one street and down the other
We'll have us a time oh brother settin' the woods on fire
We'll put aside a little time to fix a flat or two
My tires and tubes are doin' fine but the air is showin' through
You clap hands and I'll start bowin' we'll do all the laws allowin'
Tomorrow I'll be right back plowin' settin' the woods on fire
Writer: ED NELSON SR., FRED ROSE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
You Win Again
The news is out - all over town
That you've been seen - a-runnin' 'round
I know that I - should leave, but then
I just can't go - you win again.
This heart of mine - could never see
What ev'rybod - y knew but me
Just trusting you - was my great sin
What can I do - you win again.
I'm sorry for - your victim now
'Cause soon his head - like mine will bow
He'll give his heart - but all in vain
And someday say - you win again.
You have no heart - you have no shame
You take true love - and give the blame
I guess that I - should not complain
I love you still - you win again.
Writer: Hank Williams, Sr
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Ill Never Get Out Of This World Alive
Now you're lookin' at a man that's gettin' kind-a mad
I had lot's of luck but it's all been bad
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive
My fishin' pole's broke the creek is full of sand
My woman run away with another man
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive
A distant uncle passed away and left me quite a batch
And I was livin'g high until that fatal day
A lawyer proved I wasn't born
I was only hatched
Ev'rything's again' me and it's got me down
If I jumped in the river I would prob'ly drown
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive
These shabby shoes I'm wearin' all the time
Are full of holes and nails
And brother if I stepped on a worn out dime
I bet a nickel I could tell you if it was heads or tails
I'm not gonna worry wrinkles in my brow
'Cause nothin's ever gonna be alright nohow
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive
I could buy a Sunday suit and it would leave me broke
If it had two pair of pants I would burn the coat
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive
If it was rainin' gold I wouldn't stand a chance
I wouldn't have a pocket in my patched up pants
No matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world alive
Writer: FRED ROSE, HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Kaw-Liga
Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door.
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.
Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show,
So she could never answer "yes" or "no."
CHORUS:
Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he never got a kiss.
Poor ol' Kaw-liga, he don't know what he missed.
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-liga, that poor ol' wooden head.
He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk.
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped some day he'd talk.
Kaw-liga, too stubborn to ever show a sign,
Because his heart was made of knotty pine.
Kaw-liga was a lonely Indian, never went nowhere.
His heart was set on the Indian maid with the coal black hair.
Kaw-liga just stood there and never let it show,
So she could never answer "yes" or "no."
And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid,
And took her, oh, so far away, but ol' Kaw-liga stayed.
Kaw-liga just stands there as lonely as can be,
And wishes he was still an old pine tree.
Writer: FRED ROSE, HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Your Cheatin Heart
Your cheatin' heart
Will make you weep
You'll cry and cry
And try to sleep
But sleep won't come
The whole night through
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
When tears come down
Like falling rain
You'll toss around
And call my name
You'll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
Your cheatin' heart
Will pine some day
And crave the love
You threw away
The time will come
When you'll be blue
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
When tears come down
Like falling rain
You'll toss around
And call my name
You'll walk the floor
The way I do
Your cheatin' heart
Will tell on you
Writer: Hank Williams, Sr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp., Songtrust Ave
Take These Chains From My Heart
Take these chains from my heart and set me free
You've grown cold and no longer care for me
All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on
Take these chains from my heart and set me free
Take these tears from my eyes and let me see
Just a spark of the love that used to be
If you love somebody new let me find a new love too
Take these chains from my heart and set me free
Give my heart just a word of sympathy
Be as fair to my heart as you can be
Then if you no longer care
For the love that's beating there
Take these chains from my heart and set me free
Take these chains from my heart and set me free
You've grown cold and no longer care for me
All my faith in you is gone but the heartaches linger on
Take these chains from my heart and set me free
Writer: FRED ROSE, HY HEATH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
I Wont Be Home No More
Well, you're just in time to be too late
I tried to but I couldn't wait
And now I 've got another date
So I won't be home no more
You're just in time to miss the boat
So don't take off your hat and coat
Be on your way, that's all she wrote
'Cause I won't be home no more.
I stood around a month or two
And waited for your call
Now I 'm too busy pitchin' woo
So come around next fall
I scratched your name right off my slate
And hung a sign on my front gate
You're just in time to be too late
And I won't be home no more.
Well, you're just in time to turn around
And drive your buggy back to town
You looked me up I turned you down
And I won't be home no more
You're just in time to change your tune
Go tell your troubles to the moon
And call around next May or June
'Cause I won't be home no more.
I used to be the patient kind
Believed each alibi
But that's all done, I 've changed my mind
I 've got new fish to fry
Well, you're just in time to celebrate
The things you didn't calculate
You're just in time to be too late
And I won't be home no more.
Writer: HANK WILLIAMS SR.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Weary Blues From Waitin
Weary blues from waitin'
Lord, I've been waitin' too long
These blues have got me cryin'
Oh, sweet ma-a-ma, please come home
The snow falls 'round my window
But it can't chill my heart
God knows it died the day you left
My dream world fell apart
Weary blues from waitin'
Lord, I've been waitin' too long
These blues have got me cryin'
Oh, sweet ma-a-ma, please come home
Through tears I watch young lovers
As they go strollin' by
Oh, all the things that might have been
God forgive me if I cry
Weary blues from waitin'
Lord, I've been waitin' too long
These blues have got me cryin'
Oh, sweet ma-a-ma, please come home
Writer: Hank Williams, Sr.
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Unison Rights S.L., Songtrust Ave
I Saw The Light
I wandered so aimless life filled with sin
I wouldn't let my dear saviour in
Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night
Praise the Lord I saw the light.
I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light.
Just like a blind man I wandered along
Worries and fears I claimed for my own
Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light.
I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light.
I was a fool to wander and a-stray
Straight is the gate and narrow the way
Now I have traded the wrong for the right
Praise the Lord I saw the light.
I saw the light I saw the light
No more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the Lord I saw the light.
Writer: Hank Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.