Hank Williams III Ghost To A Ghost

Being thrown out at birth

Is my curse luck

And everybody didn’t understand

I was being set up.

On the second day I was found

By a bloody blood hound

From a distant day

In Hell’s lost and found.

[Chorus:]

From a ghost to a ghost

From a ghost to a ghost

Yeah we know how it goes,

Yeah we know how it goes,

When you’re lonely outside

When you’re lonely outside

With the ones I know

With the ones I know

From a ghost to a ghost

From a ghost to a ghost

That’s how it goes

That’s how it goes

Looking for another way

Looking for another way

That we lived before

That we lived before

On the third day I was dead

Torn apart by crows

Found the secrets of the bottle

That no one knows.

Well I’ve seen it all,

I’ve done it before

I died long time ago,

In that warn out war!

[Chorus:]

From a ghost to a ghost

From a ghost to a ghost

That’s how it goes,

That’s how it goes,

Looking for another way

Looking for another way

That we lived before

That we lived before

From a ghost to a ghost

From a ghost to a ghost

That’s how it goes,

That’s how it goes,

Looking for another way

Looking for another way

That we lived before

That we lived before

Watching all that good whiskey

Drowning all my friends

Sailing on this lonely sea

Where no one wins

Built up to be left down

Is in my family tree

See the wolves and the vampires in their misery

Shady eyes and used up words

Dim without a doubt

Wasn’t too much time alone

That made you wanna find out

[Chorus:]

From a ghost to a ghost

From a ghost to a ghost

Yeah we know how it goes,

Yeah we know how it goes,

When you’re lonely outside

When you’re lonely outside

With the ones I know

With the ones I know

From a ghost to a ghost

From a ghost to a ghost

That’s how it goes

That’s how it goes

Looking for another way

Looking for another way

That we lived before

That we lived before

From a ghost to a ghost

Yeah we know how it goes,

When you’re lonely outside

With the ones you know

From a ghost to a ghost

Yeah we know how it goes,

When you’re lonely outside

With the ones you know

Hank Williams III Gutter Stomp

I’m down in gutter town drinkin’ until I drown

One day I might be found by an angel

I’m down in gutter town drinkin’ until I drown

One day I might be found by an angel

I’m down in gutter town drinkin’ until I drown

One day I might be found by an angel

Ha ha ha

Hank Williams III Broke, Lovesick & Driftin’

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

Cause livin’ the nightlife

is where I belong

and drinkin’ with the drunks

who don’t want to go home

and it’s hard, it’s rough

but I can’t quite get enough

Oh I’m doin’ the best that I can

Well I’m broke, lovesick, and driftin’

and I’ve had my share of good women

I once had a good home,

a wife to call my own,

but now I’m here drunk and alone

Cause livin’ the nightlife

is where I belong

and drinkin’ with the drunks

who don’t want to go home

and it’s hard, it’s rough

but I can’t quite get enough

Oh I’m doin’ the best that I can

Hank Williams III If You Can’t Help Your Own

I was raised by myself down in Arkansas

My family had some rich folks’ but they’d never call

If they wanna be that way well that’s fine with me

Cause i ain’t got a thing to say to a man filled with greed

Well if you can’t even help your own,

Well my friend one day you’re gonna be all alone

Well i’m real down to earth,

and i know just how it hurts,

to be in a bind, just tryin to stay alive

Well i can drink and i can cuss And i can be pretty doggone tough

I like to stay up all night just to see that big sun rise,

and light-up my life

You better keep your eyes on whats goin on

With the government today, cause they’re doin us wrong

They took the farm away from my poor grandad

And i never will forgive them for doin that

Well if you can’t even help your own,

Well my friend one day you’re gonna be all alone

Well if you can’t even help your own,

Well my friend one day you’re gonna be all alone

Hank Williams III Hillbilly Joker

Well down the Mississippi highway

Into New Orleans

I said everything is going ok

I got my hillbilly ride

And my gal by my side

And we’re doing it all the way

We’re just a cruising around

From town to town

And we’re doing what we like to do

And if you don’t like

Our hillbilly sound

Then hey man, go fuck you

I say hey man,

Can’t you hear what I’m trying to say?

Well I like to get back

By the railroad tracks

And wait for that lonely train

I say hey man,

Can’t you hear what I’m trying to say?

We’re just some hillbilly jokers

who might be some tokers

and we’re doing it all the way

Well I’m a little bit crazy

on the rowdy side

and that’s ok with me

Because I smoke my weed

and I drink my wine,

and I’m doing it every day

They just don’t understand

we’re just having fun

doing it like they used to do

And if you don’t like

our hillbilly sound

then hey man, go fuck you

I say hey man,

can’t you hear what I’m trying to say?

Well I like to get back

by the railroad tracks

and wait for that lonely train

I say hey man,

can’t you hear what I’m trying to say?

We’re just some hillbilly jokers

who might be some tokers

and we’re doing it all the way

Hank Williams III Cocaine Blues

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”

[?]

Hank Williams III Rebel Within

The bottles gettin’ lower again my friend

And the hard times are trying it’s best to win

The bottles gettin’ lower again my friend

Let’s get damn loud and show the rebel within

The bottles getting lower again my friend

So do yourself a shot and let’s start to sin

The bottles getting lower again my friend

So let’s light up a smoke and live hard till the end

Yea I’ll do it right and you can do it wrong

Just look out darling cause you know I’m cock strong

You can do me right and I’ll do you wrong

Look out darling cause I’m showin you the rebel within

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) again

(Till dawn) again

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) again

(Till dawn) again

The more I try to keep on hangin on,

It makes me feel like I’ve lost everything I’ve owned

Maybe it was all the hell I raised,

Or it might of been the whiskey that I drank for days

Was it cause I don’t fit in,

Or maybe it was cause I had the devil as a friend

Hell I know I never made momma proud,

So let’s live it up and you can shoot it down again.

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) again

(Till dawn) again

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) I’m showing you the rebel within

(Rebel within, rebel within)

The more I try to do right, it just seems wrong

I guess that’s the curse of livin’ out my songs

Born of bad blood since day number one

Hell I was worse off than a loaded gun

The life I lead has always been fast and mean

But I never let the hard times make me weak

The bottles gettin’ lower again my friend again

So let’s get damn loud and show the rebel within

And I’ll do it right and you can do it wrong

Just Look out darlin’ cause you know I’m cock strong

You can do me right and I’ll do you wrong

Look out darlin’ cause I’m showing you the rebel within

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) again

(Till dawn) again

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) again

(Till dawn) again

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) again

(Till dawn) again

(I’m drunk) again

(And stoned) again

(Let’s fuck) again

(Till dawn) again

The rebel within

The rebel within

The rebel within

The rebel within

Hank Williams III Honky Tonk Girls

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

Hank Williams III Troopers Hollar

I’m running my dog in a Tennessee holler, listening to what he’s sayin’ [x4]

Old Trooper done got that big ol coon, I can hear that’s what he’s sayin’ [x4]

He got that coon and now he’s ready to see his bitch for a lay [x4]

If you’re steppin’ on my land, you know what ol Troopers gonna say [x4]

That suns goin’ down, it’s time to hit that shine again today [x4]

I’m runnin my dog in a Tennesse holler, listening to what he’s sayin’ [x4]

Hank Williams III I’m Drunk Again

I’m drunk again

I’m drunk once again

Feeling bad, all alone

Since you left me on my own

I’m drunk again

I’m drunk again

I’m drunk again

I’m drunk again

I had a real good wife

Until she took her life

And she left me all alone

And I don’t think I can go on

I’m drunk again

I’m drunk again

I’m drunk again

I’m drunk again