Lyrics Everybody Wants to Be Hank Williams - Creed Fisher

Everybody Wants to Be Hank Williams

Step off that old Greyhound, just as green as they can be
With a handful of songs and a heart full of dreams
They’ve heard a thousand stories but the ones they don’t tell
How that golden road to heaven sometimes leads you straight through hell
Everybody wants to hear the fiddler, everybody wants to pay the price
Everybody wants to be Hank Williams, but nobody wants to die
Well, there ain’t no easy money when you’re belting out those blues
You can’t win nothing in this life if you’re scared to death to lose
If you’re gonna play the big show, gotta learn to play them dice
Everybody wants to be Hank Williams, but nobody wants to die
Well, he came from Alabama but he went against the grain
He got it on his own, he didn’t get it on his name
They can steal your dreams and money, it damn sure can be cold
But if you give it all you got, they just can’t steal your soul
Everybody wants to hear the fiddler, everybody wants to pay the price
Everybody wants to be Hank Williams, but nobody wants to die
Well, there ain’t no easy money when you’re belting out those blues
You can’t win nothing in this life if you’re scared to death to lose
If you’re gonna play the big show, gotta learn to play them dice
Everybody wants to be Hank Williams, but nobody wants to die
Everybody wants to be Hank Williams, but nobody wants to die