Альбом Hank Williams Jr.

Recorded by Hank Williams
Written by Hank Williams and Fred Rose

Capo: 1st Fret Key: F# Play: F
Now you're [F] lookin' at a man that's gettin' kind-a mad
I had lot's of luck but it's all been bad
No [C7] matter how I struggle and strive
I'll never get out of this world a-[F] live.

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 [Bb] distant uncle passed away [Bb7] and [F] left me quite a batch [F7]
And [Bb] I was livin'g high until that fatal [Bb7] day
A lawyer [C7] proved I wasn't born
I was only hatched.---[F]

Ev'rything's agin' 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.

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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.

I came in lastnight and I don't know when.
That woman of mine she wouldn't let me in.
I said Move it on over. Move it on over.
Move over little dog 'cause the big dog's movin' in.

She told me once, she told me twice.
I don't take no gal's advice.
Pack it on over. Move it on over.
Move over old dog 'cause the new dog's movin' in.

She told me not to mess around.
I done let that deal go down.
Slide it on over. Move it on over.
Move over skinny dog 'cause the fat dog's movin' in.

The dog house here is kinda small,
But it's got good sounds and they're wall-to-wall.
Get it on over. Move it on over.
Move over Little dog 'cause the new dog's movin' in.

She crawled back to me on her knees.
But I'm busy 'cause I got new fleas.
Get it on over. Scoot it on over.
Move over old dog 'cause the new dog's movin' in.

Yeah, I came in lastnight and I don't know when.
That second wife of mine, she wouldn't let me in.
I said Move it on over. Scoot it on over.
Move over old dog, the fat dog's movin' in.

Yeah, move over old dog. The hot dog's movin' in.

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 mlind
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.

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Well all you want to do is sit around and pout
And now I've got enough so I'm gettin' out
I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I've been in the doghouse for so doggone long
That when I get a kiss I think that somethin's wrong
I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I'll go find a gal that wants to treat me right
You go and get yourself a man that wants a fight
I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
You start your jaws a waggin' and they never stop
You never shut your mouth until I blow my top
I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I remember back when you were nice and sweet
Now things have changed you'd rather fight than eat
I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I'm gonna do some ridin' on the midnight train
I'm taking evrything except my ball and chain
Well I'm leavin' now I'm leavin' now I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow
I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow

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.

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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.

When I get home to my Ma and Pa,
I know they're gonna lay down the law.
About the honky tonk blues,
Them jumpin' honkty tonk blues.
Lord I'm suffrin' with the honky tonk blues.

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 mouth or two and waited for your call
Now I'm too busy pitchin' woo so come around next fall
I stretched 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
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Well you're just in time to turn around and drive your buggy back to town
You lookedf 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 a 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 thing you didn't calculate
You're just in time to be too late and I won't be home no more

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You will meet many just like me upon lifes busy street.
with shoulders stooped and heads bowed low and eyes that stare in defeat.
For souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all parts,
for a living death is all thats left for men with brokens hearts.
You have no right to be the judge, to critisize and condemn.
Just think but for the grace of God it would be you instead of him.
One careless step, a thoughtless deed and then the misery starts
and to those who weep death comes cheap, these men with broken hearts.
Humble you should be when they come passing by,
for its written that the greatest of men never get to big to cry.
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts,


with hope all gone, they walk alone these men with broken hearts.
You've never walked in that man's shoes or saw things through his eyes,
or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you dies.
Some were porpers, some were kings, some were masters of the arts,
but in their shame they're all the same, these men with broken hearts.
Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for death.
God why must these living dead know pain with every breath?
So help your brother along the road, no matter where he starts!
For the God that made you,made them too. These men with broken hearts!

I'm a rolling 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 woman's lies make a life like mine.
Oh, the day we met, I went astray,
I started rollin' down that lost highway.

I was just a lad, nearly twenty-two,
Neither good nor bad, just a kid like you,
And now I'm lost, too late to pray,
Lord, I've paid the cost on the lost highway.

Now, boys, don't start your ramblin' round,
On this road of sin or you're sorrow bound.
Take my advice or you'll curse the day
You started rollin' down that lost highway