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Hank III
Hank III


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Настоящее имя Shelton Hank Williams III
Дата рождения 12 декабря 1972 г.
Место рождения Nashville, Tennessee
Жанры Psychobilly
Alternative Country
Годы 1991—н.в.
Лейблы Sanctuary Records
Curb Records
Bruc Records
Sidewalk Records
См. также Assjack
Arson Anthem
Superjoint Ritual
Whipping Post
Bedwetter
Salida
BuzzKill
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Risin' Outlaw (07.09.1999)
07.09.1999
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I might get drunk and rob a bank
Shoot my car if it don't crank
Try to raise a little Cain
Mess the walls up with some paint

Might even join a rodeo
Ride my horse to Buffalo
Change my name to Bill
I don't think I ever will

But I can't promise you I won't
Some people do, some people don't
Some people win, some people lose
Some people never get to choose

All you can do is the best you can
And hope things work out like you plan
I plan to stay but I might go
I can't say 'cause I don't know

I might become The President
And tell the world I'm heaven sent
Take up drinking cold iced tea
Quit watching women and TV

Might even smoke those cigarettes
Play my guitar like Dickey Betts
Get in miss Shania's pants
I don't think I've got a chance

But I ain't sayin' I won't try
To do it all before I die
I just might win, but if I lose
Well, I'll just blame it on the booze

'Cause I'm just doin' the best I can
And I hope ya understand
I plan to stay, but I might go
And if I do, I told you so

. . .


I lay here at night, I toss and I turn
Lovin' you so, how my heart yearns
Honey, you're the reason
I can't sleep at night

Just a walkin' the floor thinking of you
Smoke cigarettes and drink coffee too
Honey, you're the reason
I can't sleep at night

I'm bettin' you're not losin' sleep over me
But if I'm wrong, don't fail to call
Come over and keep me company

Sometimes I go for a walk, look at the moon
Strum my guitar, sing out an old tune
Honey, you're the reason
I can't sleep at night

I'm bettin' you're not losin' sleep over me
But if I'm wrong, don't fail to call
Come over and keep me company

Sometimes I go for a walk, look at the moon
Strum my guitar, sing out an old tune
Honey, you're the reason
I can't sleep at night

Honey, you're the reason
I can't sleep at night

. . .


Sittin' up all night trying to have a good time
Singing my songs and trying to get paid
I've been roughed up beat up I
I've been cut I got a tattoo at a tender age

Never could respect a sheriff trying to break my neck
With a few friends and a can of mace
Born on the south side with a lot of rebel pride
Raised a lot of hell in my younger days

Hey, I can't help what I say
I could be right, I could be wrong
It just might hurt but it makes me strong

If the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
Yeah, it's a hard road to choose being good and paying dues
But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Running hard, running free, never gonna catch me
Driving too fast on a black top road
Loaded up, hammered back I'll smack you with my tire jack
You better walk away before I carry you home

Passing my pig sty sleeping where the dogs lie
Anywhere I go is where I call my home
Been stoned, been straight, been to hell and heavens gate
I got thrown out when they said I didn't belong

Hey, I just keep movin' on
I could be right, I could be wrong
It just might hurt but it makes me strong

Well, if the shoe fits, wear it and if the truth hurts, bear it
Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long
Yeah, it's a hard road to choose, being good and paying dues
But that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

Well, that's the kind of life I'm living and I plan on living long

. . .


Well, I caught you with him
On those damp satin sheets
So I packed my things
And then I hit the streets

87 southbound
To San Antone
It's getting late out
I ain't got no home

The pavement's burning at 92
I don't need to hear no more excuses
That I don't love you

Lord, the sun keeps beating me down
And it's hotter than hell
And if I'm lucky I'll catch a ride
But you can never tell

I'd rather be here with the bugs and flies
Than back there hearing your alibis
Heard all that, I'm gonna hear you say
I'm gonna take my pride and go the other way

87 southbound
To San Antone
It's getting late out
I'm forty miles from home

The rain keeps falling
Like the tears in my eyes
I'm just trying to wash away
The hurt from all your lies

Lightning streaks
Across the evening sky
And if I'm lucky I'll make it big
Or lay right down and die

I know when the morning comes
I'm gonna be a walking son of a gun
And afternoon comes rolling around
I'll have ten more miles and one more town

87 southbound
To San Antone
It's getting late out
I ain't got no home

The pavement's burning
At a hundred and two
I don't need to hear no more excuses
That I don't love you

I don't need to hear no more excuses
That I don't love you

. . .


I don't need nobody
To call me on the phone
I don't need no company
I'd rather be alone
I'm just happy by myself
Herebeing blue
I'm not lonely,
I'm just lonesome for you
When my friends come,
I don't care if they stay
When they talk to me,
I don't care what they say
You're still gone so darlin'
There ain't nothing new
I'm not lonely,
I'm just lonesome for you

I'll just be lonesome
Without you here
'cause there ain't no one
I love like you dear
Thinkin' of you
Is all I ever do
I'm not lonely,
I'm just lonesome for you

Any comfort I find
These days is small
Everybody tries
But nothing helps at all
They'd just give up
Before they started if they knew
That I'm not lonely,
I'm just lonesome for you

I'll just be lonesome
Without you here
'cause there ain't no one
I love like you dear
Thinkin' of you
Is all I ever do
I'm not lonely,
I'm just lonesome for you
I'm not lonely,
I'm just lonesome for you

. . .


Some day you'll find out what it means to be blue
'Cause everybody pays for the things that they do
You broke something precious, sacred and true
Darlin', what did love ever do to you?

I still can't believe what I'm feelin'
As my heart turns slowly to stone
I'm staring a hole through the ceiling
The memory of your leaving won't let go

Some day you'll find out what it means to be blue
'Cause everybody pays for the things that they do
You broke something precious, sacred and true
Darlin', what did love ever do to you?

Your words built the walls of this prison
And like a fool I'm doin' time for you
I searched through my mind for a reason
But when you left, you left me without a clue

Some day you'll find out what it means to be blue
'Cause everybody pays for the things that they do
You broke something precious, sacred and true
Darlin', what did love ever do to you?

You broke something precious, sacred and true
Darlin', what did love ever do to you?

. . .


Lookin' back through the years, I saw my anger
There was things that I could not control
Wanderin' through my memories with my darlin'
Now I fall through the door on my own

On my own again, all alone again
Now I see what it's like when your away
On my own again, all alone again

Now I see what it's like I'm away
He was a man, walkin' big and proud
And he was walkin' through a mighty thick crowd
Although we never could understand where this man had been
For as time grew on, he grew weak and thin

As the days rolled on, through the nights
Well, he started drinkin' so much
He was losin' his mind
And as he sits back, he knows that he'll die alone

On my own again, all alone again
Now I see what it's like when your away
On my own again, all alone again

Now I see what it's like I'm away
Now I see what it's like I'm away

. . .


I went honky tonkin' last Saturday night
Dancin' and prancin' beneath the neon lights
Pocket full of silver and not a care in the world
Havin' fun and flirtin' with them honky tonk girls

Honky tonkin' baby, I'm gonna make you mine
Eyes that sparkle like the stars, lips that's sweeter than wine
Two step with ole' Willie and slow dance with ole' Merle
Goin' round in circles with them honky tonk girls

Honky tonk girls, honky tonk girls
With their big hair and their rhinestones and their pearls
Honky tonk girls, honky tonk girls
Well, come Saturday night, well, I'm getting' tight
With them honky tonk girls

All day long I'm workin' hard, pushin' this broom around
Thinkn' about the things I'll do goin' out on the town
When that yellow moon comes shinin' on this old world
I'll be makin' love to my honky tonk girl

Honky tonk girls, honky tonk girls
With their big hair and their rhinestones and their pearls
Honky tonk girls, honky tonk girls
Well, every Saturday night, well, I'm getting' tight
With them honky tonk girls

Well, ever Saturday night, well, I'm getting' tight
With those honky tonk girls

. . .


Fish got to swim, birds got to fly
I got to love one man 'til I die
Can't help loving that man of mine
Maybe he's lazy, maybe he's slow
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I know
Can't help loving that man of mine

And when he's away, that's a rainy day
But when he's back, the day is fine, the sun will shine
He can stay out as long as can be
For without him, ain't no home for me
Can't help loving that man of mine
Show me

Oh, fish got to swim, birds got to fly
I got to love one man 'til I die
Can't help loving that man of mine
Hey, maybe he's crazy, maybe he's slow
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I know
Can't help loving that man of mine

And when he's away, that's a rainy day
But when he's back, the day is fine, the sun will shine
He can stay out as long as can be
For without him, ain't no home for me
Can't help loving that man of mine
Can't help loving, loving that man of mine, yeah

Can't help, help, help
Loving that man, man, man, man of mine, mine, mine
I just can't help

. . .


Early one mornin' while making the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down
Went right home and I went to bed
I stuck that lovin' .44 beneath my head

Got up next morning and I grabbed my gun
I took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico

I laid in the hot joint, takin' the pill
In walked the Sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said, "Willie Lee, your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down"

Yes, oh yes, my name is Willie Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
I shot her down 'cause she made me slow
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more

When I was arrested, I was dressed in black
They put me on a train and they took me back
I had no friend for to go my bail
They slapped my doddered carcass in that county jail

The next morning 'bout a half past nine
I spied a Sheriff comin' down the line
He kind of coughed as he cleared his throat
He said, "Come on you dirty hack, to the district court"

I entered the courtroom and my trial began
Where I was held by twelve honest men
Just before the jury started out
I saw that dirty judge commence to look about

In about five minutes, in walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read "In the first degree"
I hollered, "Lordy, Lordy, have mercy on me"

The judge smiled as he picked up his pen
"Ninety-nine years in the Folsom State Pen"
Ninety-nine years underneath that ground
I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down

Come on you've gotta listen up to me
"Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be"

[Incomprehensible]

. . .


Well, there's some big black clouds
That's a blowin' in from the west
I've been drivin' all day
Lord, I sure could use some rest

And there's a motel up ahead where I can unwind
'Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs

I grew up on the road from town to town
My daddy's line of work kept us movin' around
I got fond memories of the way things were back then
The warmth of a neon when a cold storm is movin' in

Listen to the opry in a small cafe
When we stop to get a bite along the way
Whenever I hear the wheels begin to whine
It takes me back to another time

I got a real nice room with a radio and TV
This here motel livin' is the only life for me
And it looks like it'll be rainin' for quite some time
Mixed with the lightning is the glow from a neon sign

Listen to the opry in a small cafe
When we stop to get a bite along the way
Whenever I hear the wheels begin to whine
It takes me back to another time

Well, there's some big black clouds
That's a blowin' in from the west
I've been drivin' all day
Lord, I sure could use some rest

And there's a motel up ahead where I can unwind
'Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs
'Cause I sure love thunderstorms and neon signs

. . .


Well, last night you told me
That I ain't worth a dime
Well, don't worry, honey
'Cause I'm leaving this time

Why don't you leave me alone?
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well, your hillbilly daddy's packin'
And I'm gonna get gone

We never got along
I guess we never will
So I'm saying so long
It oughta give you a thrill

Why don't you leave me alone?
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well, your hillbilly daddy's packin'
And I'm gonna get gone

Well, I'm going joint-jumpin'
Down at Club 21
I ain't looking for a trouble
I just gotta have fun

Why don't you leave me alone?
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well, your hillbilly daddy is packin'
And I'm gonna get gone

You want a sensitive sissy
That'll hear your command
Not a hillbilly singer
With a five-piece band

Why don't you leave me alone?
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well, your hillbilly daddy's packin'
And I'm gonna get gone

Last night you told me
That I ain't worth a dime
Well, don't worry, honey
'Cause I'm leaving this time

Why don't you leave me alone?
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well, your hillbilly daddy is packin'
And I'm gonna get gone

Well, your hillbilly daddy's packin'
And I'm gonna get gone

. . .


I used to have a nice life, I used to live by the right
But I've strayed from the good side of the Lord
And I flirted with the Devil and he dealt me a card

And he told me that you will never win
And he told me that I was his best friend
I had nothing to go home too
So I sold my soul to the Devil, now I'm blue

I never thought it could be this bad
Hurtin' like this, oh, it's killin' me bad
And now I'm stuck in a life of pain
And I got the Devil takin' me away

And he told me that you will never win
And he told me that I was his only friend
I had nothing to go home too
So I sold my soul to the Devil, now I'm blue
So I sold my soul to the Devil, now I'm blue

. . .


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