| I could live my whole life without a phone call
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| The likes of which I got today
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| It was only my wife said hello, then goodbye
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| Told me she’s going away
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| I didn’t cry, it was all cut and dry
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| I hung up before I realised
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| Turned up my radio, 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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| Country when I am in pain
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| I won’t play Beethoven if the moods just not right
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| I feel like Hank Williams tonight
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| There’s no explanation, not even a reason
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| No talks 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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| And that’s why I’m feeling so bad
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| I play jazz when I am confused
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| Country whenever I lose
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| Bergh’s saxophone yeah, just won’t sound right
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| I feel like Hank Williams tonight
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| You know I’ve been thinking I just might quit drinkin'
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| And now I don’t know all in all
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| I just might stay home and get drunk all alone
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| And punch a few holes in the wall
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| When I’m real high I play rock 'n roll
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| Country when I’m losing control
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| I don’t play Chuck Berry 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 |