Lyrics Livin' Like Hank (Duet with Justin Moore) - Justin Moore, Josh Thompson

Livin' Like Hank (Duet with Justin Moore)

This Chevy van’s a long way from that 1952 blue Cadillac
Oh yeah
Yeah the cities and the highways and the music’s changed
But other than that
Feelings still get wrote down
Put to chords and sang to crowds
And those singers fly around like boomerangs (Ooh, yeah)
Livin' like Hank
What’s next?
Still give it everything it takes and
Take some things along the way to hell
Yeah still love a man and leave him game
And when it’s time to walk away
Oh well
Risky with some shortfalls
When every night’s a long haul
To get to where you got to be on stage
Oh, livin' like Hank
It’s always town to town
Never slowing down
And if I die young well I sure had me some fun
On this lonesome highway in this dream I chase
When you’re livin' like Hank
Oh I spent night after night
Sitting up waiting on the crack of dawn (I've been there too)
I’ve had mornings waking up under wagons
I shouldn’t be riding on
Yeah I know momma wouldn’t be proud
If she knew the in’s and out’s
Or the shape that I’d get in
And where I am
Yeah when you’re livin' like Hank
It’s always town to town
Never slowing down
And if I die young well I sure had me some fun
On this lonesome highway in this dream I chase
When you’re livin' like Hank
It’s always town to town
Never slowing down
And if I die young well I sure had me some fun
On this lonesome highway in this dream I chase
Yeah when you’re livin' like Hank
Yeah we’re livin' like Hank
Damn right we are
Now I don’t think Hank done it this way
But we’re livin' like Hank
It’s always town to town
Never slowing down
And if I die young well I sure had me some fun
On this lonesome highway in this dream I chase
When you’re livin' like Hank
This record is in no way meant to say I think I’m Hank WIlliams
Me either
Or I’m trying to be like Hank WIlliams
Damn right
I’m just saying I love Hank WIlliams
Me too
He’s the reason I ever picked up a guitar and I’m just glad to be doing what
I’m doing
Oh preach on brother Thompson
Out here, loose cannon, God bless country music