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Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.


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Настоящее имя Randall Hank Williams
Дата рождения 26 мая 1949 г.
Место рождения Shreveport, Louisiana, US
Жанры Country
Outlaw country
Southern Rock
Country Rock
Годы 1957—н.в.
Лейблы Curb Records
MGM Distribution
Сайт Website



Альбом Hank Williams Jr.


Hank Williams, Jr. & Friends (1976)
1976
1.
Losin' You
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
Brothers of the Road
8.
9.
Living Proof
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Losin' You

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Like crippled ships that made it through the storms and finally reached a quiet shore
The homeless found a home on Susan's floor
I didn't feel so cold and tired stretched out before her fire
Rolling smokes and drinking up her wine
And I remember candle light and singing till we could not sing no more
And falling warm asleep on Susan's floor
Well now that my song is sweeter I think I'd like to greet her
And thank her for the favors that she gave
A stranger I came my head bowed in the rain to her door
I sat and sang my songs on Susan's floor
In the morning I'd go on buying kingdoms with my songs
Knowing I'd be back in just a while warming in the sunlight of her smile
[ steel ]
Well lots of time and songs have passed I catch myself looking back
Reliving all the wonder of those nights
That's where I'd be today if I had only stay one night more
And sang another song on Susan's floor
Like crippled ships that made it through the storms and finally reached a quiet shore
The homeless found a home on Susan's floor

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You found out I've been cheatin' and then you left you had a good reason
But I never meant to do anything to ever hurt
You and that ain't no lie this is the truth
Baby I loved you I really did and when I whispered I need you I meant what I said
But now you don't want me around and Lord that's got me down
Cause baby I loved you I really did
[ guitar ]
I found out lately you've been cheatin' too
Ad I doubt that it's hurtin' me like it's hurtin' you
Now you know how it feels to make love that ain't real
And if we ever try again I'm sure we'd be closer now than then
Baby I loved you I really did
And when I whispered I need you I meant every word I said
I didn't wanna tie you down I just wanted to be around
Cause baby I loved you I really did cause baby I loved you I really did

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Well I'm gonna take a freight train down at the station Lord
And I don't care where it goes
Gonna climb a mountain the highest mountain jump off nobody gonna know
Can't you see oh can't you see what that woman Lord she's been doin' to me
Can't you see can't you see what that woman's been doin' to me

I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall I'm gonna crawl inside and die
Cause my lady now I mean old woman Lord she never told me goodbye
Can't you see...
[ guitar ]
Gonna buy me a ticket now as far as I can I ain't never coming back
Ride me a southbound all the way down to Alabam till that train is a runnin' a track
Can't you see...
Can't you see...

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I'm going to Montana to spend the winter
I hear the snows are deep up there and the winds are cold
Way out there the blues will never find me oh I'm going to Montana to rest my soul
I wish that special someone was goin' along
But she don't love me anymore so I'll be gone
Maybe I can find someone who cares bout the man I am stead of clothes I wear
Cause I ain't takin' nothin' but my boots and jeans and a big ole cold along
But oh Lord wouldn't her warm skin feel good at night
Makin' love in a sleepin' bag and holdin' me pretty tight
We've spent the days side by side right upon the great divide
And look across America and feel so free inside
[ guitar ]
Oh Lord that would be quite a change for a country boy like me
Up there in the snow drifts right up to my knees
And as I warm my hands by the fire I'd have to fight off the great desire
To call that girl and ask her to come out here for a while
I'm going to Montana to spend the winter
I hear the snows are deep up there and the winds are so cold
Way out there the blues will never find me oh I'm going to Montana to rest my soul
I wish that special someone was goin' along
But she don't love me anymore so I'll be gone
Maybe I can find someone who cares a sweet simple baby who'd love to share
This love I've held inside me for so long and help me sing my Montana song ooh

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Well me and Billy
We left Boulder City
Decided that we'd head out west
Been east and south
But it didn't workout
We were getting' nowhere fast
Me with my guitar
And him with his saddle
Tryin' to out do the rest
I sang my heart out
And he rides them broncs now
And that's what me and Billy do best.

We took interstate 20
'Til we ran out of money
In a place just past Abilene
So I sang at a honky-tonk
And he broke the bad bronc
And we bought some gas and some beans.

With a whole lot of luck
And an old pickup truck
We made it to New Mexico
We pulled up in Clovis
And I sure didn't know this
Was as far as I ever would go.

I needed some strings
Billy wanted a ring
The kind that the Indians made
A voice said hello boys
I've got silver and turquoise
And that's when I saw her face.

That's when I noticed
That girl down in Clovis
A black haired beauty
She set a fire to me
A green eyed lady
In old jeans that were faded
No I didn't notice
What happened in Clovis
But I called her baby.

I asked her with care
If she'd like to share
An evening with someone like I
I said I ain't a winner
Just a hard livin' singer
She smiled and said meet me at nine
We ate tacos and talked
And then we took a walk
In the clean southwestern air
Then we went back to her house
I took my guitar out
And sang of my joy and despair.

She served me her wine
And she helped me write lines
To songs I could not complete
And her eyes seemed to say
Put that guitar away
That's somethin' that both of us need.

What a beautiful site
Was her face in the light
And the candles there on the wall
And we reached the height
Of good love on that night
And I hope we never will fall.

And I'm glad I noticed
That girl down in Clovis
Daughter of a driller
She's a born thriller
A green eyed lady
Kinda wild, kinda lazy
I didn't notice
What happened in Clovis
But I called her baby.
Baby.

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Brothers of the Road

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Just as long as I can keep a lot a friends around me,
Oh, it helps to keep a worried mind occupied.
I do alright till dark of night surrounds me,
Then I think of her and then I cry.

Lord, there's a cold heart gone and I'm stoned at the jukebox,
Playin' I can't help it if I'm still in love with you.
Cause that's the kind of songs it takes to get all this ole hurtin' out,
Lord, I love that hurtin' music, cause I am hurtin', too.

Lord knows, I been runnin' up and down this ol' interstate 65,
I loved in Nashville, Tennessee high falutin' woman I tried,
Now I'm busted stone flat down in Springhill.
I got nothin' but time and the bottles to kill,
Well, I never thought I could ever feel like that.

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Living Proof

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