| I could live my whole life
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| Without a phone call
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| The likes of which I got today
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| It was only my wife
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| Said hello then goodbye
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| And told me she’s goin' away
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| I didn’t cry
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| It was all cut and dry
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| I hung up before I realized
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| I turned up my stereo
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| I walked to the window
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| And stared at the storm clouds outside
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| I play classical music when it rains
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| I play country when I am in pain
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| I won’t play Beethoven, 'cause the mood’s just not right
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| I feel like Hank Williams tonight
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| There’s no explanation
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| Not even a reason
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| No talk of the good times we had
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| Was it me was it her
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| I don’t know for sure
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| That’s why I’m feeling so bad
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| Hey, I play jazz when I am confused
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| I play country whenever I lose
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| Bird’s saxophone
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| Just don’t seem right
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| I fell like Hank Williams tonight
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| Lately I’ve been thinkin'
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| I just might quit drinkin'
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| Now I don’t know all in all
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| I just might stay home
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| And get drunk all alone
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| And punch a few holes in the wall
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| 'Cause when I’m real high I play rock and roll
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| I play country when I’m losin' control
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| I don’t play Chuck Berry |
| Quite as much as I’d like
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| I feel like Hank Williams tonight
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| I feel like Hank Williams tonight |