Hank Williams Jr. Album

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Hey, hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Hey, sweet baby,
Don't you think maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe?
I got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill
And I know a spot right over the hill.
There's soda pop and the dancin's free,
So if you wanna have fun come along with me.
Hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?

I'm free and ready,
So we can go steady.
How's about savin' all your time for me?
No more lookin',
I know I've been tooken [sic].
How's about keepin' steady company?

I'm gonna throw my date-book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents.
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page.
Hey, good lookin',
Whatcha got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?

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Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou

CHORUS:
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a file gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Instrumental Verse (Country Fiddle solo)

Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

REPEAT CHORUS

Instrumental Verse (Country Fiddle solo)

FINAL CHORUS:
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Well, Why Don't You Love Me like you used to do
How come you treat me like a worn out shoe
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
Why Don't You Love Me Like You Used To Do.

Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
in a long, long while
We don't get nearer or further or closer
than a country mile;

Why don't you spark me like you used to do
And say sweet nothin's like you used to coo
I'm the same old trouble that you've always been through
So, Why Don't You Love Me like you used to do.

Well, why don't you be just like you used to be
How come you find so many faults with me
Somebody's changed so let me give you a clue
Why Don't You Love Me like you used to do.

Ain't had no lovin' like a huggin' and a kissin'
in a long, long while
We don't get nearer or further --> OR CLOSER
than a country mile;

Why don't you say the things you used to say
What makes you treat me like a piece of clay
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
Why Don't You Love Me like you used to do.

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!

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Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well I'm standin' on a corner - With a bucket in my hand
I'm waitin' for a woman - That ain't got no man.

CHORUS
'Cause My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
Yea! My Bucket's Got A Hole In It
I can't buy no beer.

Well, I went upon the mountain - I looked down in the sea
I seen the crabs and the fishes - Doin' the be-bop- bee.

CHORUS

Well, there ain't no use - of me workin' so hard
When I got a woman - in the boss man's yard.

CHORUS

Extra verse.

Well, me and my baby - we just bought a Ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.

CHORUS

(I've just been to heaven with someone so true I dreamed about mama last night
She read me the Bible like she used to do I dreamed about mama last night)
She never closed her eyes and sleep till we were all in bed
And on party nights till we came home she often sat and read
We little thought about it then for we were young and gay
Just how much mama worried when we children were away
We only knew she never slept then when we were out at night
That she waited just to know that we'd all come home all right
Why sometimes when we'd stay away until one or two or three
It seemed to us that mama heard the turning of the key
For always when we'd step aside she'd call and we'd reply
But we were all too young back then to understand the reason why
Until the last one had returned she'd always keep a light
For mama couldn't sleep until she kissed us all goodnight
She had to know that we were safe before she went to rest
For she seemed to fear the world might harm the ones she loved the best
And once she told me when you're grown to women and to men
Perhaps I'll sleep the whole night through I may be different then
And so it seemed that night and day we knew a mother's care
That always when we got back home we'd find her waitin' there
Then came the night that we were called together round her bed
The children're all with you now the kindly doctor said
And in her eyes there gleamed again that old time tender light
That told that she's just been waitin' to know that we were all right
She smiled that old familiar smile and prayed to God to keep
Her children safe from harm throughout the years and then she went to sleep
(My dream is a treasure that I'll always keep I dreamed about mama last night)

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If you love me half as much as I love you
You wouldn't worry me half as much as you do
You're nice to me when there's no one else around
You only build me up to let me down

If you missed me half as much as I miss you
You wouldn't stay away half as much as you do
I know that I would never feel so blue
If you only loved me half as much as I love you
repeat both verses

I have the invitation that you sent me you wanted me to see you change your name
I couldn't stand to see you wed another but dear I hope you're happy just the same
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel that should be ringing now for you and me
Down the aisle with someone else you're walking
Those wedding bells will never ring for me
I planned a little cottage in the valley I even bought a little band of gold
I thought someday I'd place it on your finger
But now the future looks so dark and cold
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel I hear the children laughing now with glee
Upon the lawn I hang my head in sorrow those wedding bells will never ring for me
I fancy that I see a bunch of roses a blossom from an orange tree in your hair
And while the organ plays I'll love you truly please let me pretend that I am there
Wedding bells are ringing in the chapel ever since the day you set me free
I knew someday that you would wed another but wedding bells will never ring for me

I'll pretend I'm free from sor- row
Make believe that wrong is right
Your wedding day will be to-morrow
But There'll Be No Teardrops To-night.

Why, oh why - should you de-sert me
Are you doin' this for spite
If you only want to hurt me
Then There'll Be No Teardrops To-night.

I'll believe that you still love me
When you wear your veil of white
But you think that you're above me
So There'll Be No Teardrops Tonight.

Shame, oh shame - for what you're doin'
Other arms will hold you tight
You don't care whose life you ruin
But There'll Be No Teardrops Tonight.

I know that I'm not great, and some say I imitate
Anymore I don't know, I'm just doin' the best I can
After all I'm standin' in the shadows, of a very famous man

Spoken
As I travel around, from town to town,
I have a lot of dad's fans and friends come around.
They say I know Hank would be proud of you if he were here today,
While we're all so glad and we know he would be too,
That you're carryin' on his music this way.
Yes they say Hank was the all time great,
And we know you'll be just as good as your dad.
But I just smile and say there'll never be another Hank Williams friends,
That's the part that always makes them sad.

Yes I know that I'm not great, and some say I imitate
Anymore I don't know, I'm just doin' the best I can
It's hard standin' in the shadows, of a very famous man

Spoken
So many times when I'm on that stage, I feel something go through me.
And for a minute I'm in a different world, and that's when it does something to me.
The people are a hollerin' and clappin' real loud, while I'm out they're taking my bows,
I look up toward the ceiling and I say to myself, listen dad, just listen to that crowd.
But as the show goes on, the people clap and holler more, I start to sing another of your great songs.
That's the time that I know although you're gone, your music will live on and on and on.