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Hank Williams Sr

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

I've been up all night and I can't sleep I've been thinkin' about you and I can't eat I tried to go outside, but it strarted to rain and I'm sittin'

Out of breath - I can't breathe in Choking hard when I inhale in Pouring drinks with a broke hand Now I'm up in your face again When I fuck I don't want

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

Yeah, I can feel it's time for me to be movin' on. And the reason I know is for us, the good times have gone. We keep gettin' further than closer, day

Well my name is Cecil Brown and I'm from a little town and people don't think much of me I never understood why they thought I was no good But this

Well some say I'm not country and that's just fine with me 'Cause I don't wanna be country with some faggot looking over at me They say that I'm ill-mannered

Well I am workin' real hard and not gettin' paid and I'm sick of this life and I gotta get a break I've been real high and I've been down low and

Well I'm broke, lovesick, and driftin' and I've done a lot of hard, hard livin' Livin' on the road and seein' how it goes I grew up fast and it shows