Альбом Hank Williams Jr.

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go.
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home.

I was one of the chosen few, to be born in Alabam',
I'm just alike my daddy's son, I'm proud of who I am.
I went through a lot of good women, and shook old Jim Beam's hand,
If I never see the pearly gates, I've walked through the promised land.

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go.
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home.
If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee,
Just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me.

I've got wild honey trees and crazy little weeds, growin' around my shack.
These dusty roads ain't streets of gold, but I'm a happy right where I'm at.
All these pretty little southern belles are a country boy's dream.
They ain't got wings or halos, but they're sure looking good to me.

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home
If they don't have a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee,
just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me.

If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I don't wanna go
If heaven ain't a lot like Dixie, I'd just as soon stay home.
If they ain't got a Grand Ole Opry, like they do in Tennessee,
just send me to hell or New York City, it would be about the same to me.

Woke up this mornin',
Tastin' Jim Beam.
Holdin' the answer,
To some ol' boys dream.
I gotta bad reputation,
Guess I made life wild.
Like my whiskey on ice,
And my women on fire.

From Memphis to Mobile,
I've played all the die.
Lord knows I'm lucky,
Just to still be alive.
I'm an all around rebel,
And I won't be denied.
Like my whiskey on ice,
And my women on fire.

I like my whiskey on ice,
My women on fire.
Like a good soundin' guitar,
And won't be called a liar,
I spent many long night,
With a burnin' desire.
Pour my whiskey on ice,
And my women on fire.

Some folks talk about me,
Guess they always will.
They think it's been an easy ride,
And all been down hill.


What they don't think about,
What they don't realize.
Is the shoes that I'm fillin',
Are a mighty big size.
One night in Nashville,
Tried to take my life.
'Cause my friends had all left me,
And so had my wife.
But a fast flight to Floida,
Made me realize,
I had some whiskey on ice,
And some Florida women on fire,

I like my whiskey on ice,
My women on fire.
Like a good soundin' guitar,
And won't be called a liar.
I spent many long nights,
With a burnin' desire.
Pour my whiskey on ice,
And my women on fire.

I like my whiskey on ice,
Women on fire,
Like a good feelin' guitar,
And won't be called a liar,
I may grow old,
But I'll never grow tired,
Of my whiskey on ice,
And my women,
Women on fire

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Babe, I can't change my tune for you
But I'll sing any melody you want me to
I'll sing all the country and all of the blues
But babe, I can't change my tune for you
So don't ask me to

But babe, I can pull some strings for you
I'll pull them until each one is in tune
I'll try to make things go like you want to
But babe, I can't change my tune for you
But I'll pull strings for you

Maybe I'll write a song about you
Even though I am just passing through
I'll sing you all the old songs and all of the new
'Cause babe, I can't change my tune for you
So don't ask me to

I got my mind on Dixie.
I've got ramblin' in my shoes.
Merle he's a drink'in that free bubble-up
eat'in that rainbow stew.
Now Jones ain't play'in no possum,
he's the number one country man.
Charlie run the devil outta Georgia, Lord,
and the south's gonna rattle again. Yeah,
the south's gonna rattle again.

Dolly's wrapped up in the movie scene.
Tammy's sell'in books in the stores.
Waylon's gonna take us to the White House.
and Willie's gonna open up the door.
and Gilley's sell'in bowels every where ya go,
there made outta wood and tin.
the grounds gonna shake like a big rattle snake
and the south's gonna rattle again.
Yeah,
the south's gonna rattle again.

Yeah,
the south's gonna rattle again (2x).
We got some big old silver eagles, and we're fly'in all over this land.
And you can bet our brag on that rebel flag.
You can damn well count me in.
The grounds gonna shake like a big rattle snake
and the south's gonna rattle again.
Yeah we're gonna shake and rattle again.

Yeah,
the south's gonna rattle again (2x).
We got some big old silver eagles, and we're fly'in through Dixie land.
And you can bet our brag on that rebel flag.
You can damn well count me in.
the grounds gonna shake like a big rattle snake and the southern man's fight'in again.

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I once had a girl
Or should I say
She once had me?
She showed me her room
Isn't it good
Norwegian wood?

She asked me to stay and she told me to sit anywhere
I looked all around and I noticed there wasn't a chair

I sat on her rug
Biding my time
Drinking her wine
We talked until two
And then she said
"It's time for bed"

She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh
I told her, "Well, I don't" and crawled off to sleep in the bath

And when I awoke
I was alone
This bird had flown
So I lit a fire
Isn't it good
Norwegian wood?

When you are sad and lonely and have no place to go
Call me up, sweet baby, and bring along some dough
And we'll go honky tonkin', honky tonkin'
Honky tonkin', honey baby
We'll go honky tonkin' 'round this town.

When you and your baby have a fallin' out
Just call me up sweet mama and we'll go steppin' out
And we'll go honky tonkin', honky tonkin'
Honky tonkin', honey baby
We'll go honky tonkin' 'round this town.

We're goin' to the city - to the city fair
If you go to the city then you will find me there
And we'll go honky tonkin', honky tonkin'
Honky tonkin', honey baby
We'll go honky tonkin' 'round this town.

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