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Hank Williams Jr.
Hank Williams Jr.


Background information
Birth name Randall Hank Williams
Born May 26, 1949
Born place Shreveport, Louisiana, US
Genre(s) Country
Outlaw country
Southern Rock
Country Rock
Years active 1957—present
Label(s) Curb Records
MGM Distribution
Website Website



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Hank Williams Jr. Album


Live At Cobo Hall (1969)
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Foggy Mountain Breakdown
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Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh
Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou

CHORUS:
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a file gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Instrumental Verse (Country Fiddle solo)

Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

REPEAT CHORUS

Instrumental Verse (Country Fiddle solo)

FINAL CHORUS:
Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

. . .


I wanna go home I wanna go home oh how I wanna go home
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
And I dreamed about those cottonfields and home
I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother
And I dreamed about that girl who's been waiting for so long
I wanna go home I wanna go home oh how I wanna go home
[ guitar ]
Old homefolks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars and by night I make all the bars
If only they could read between the lines
Now you know I rode the freight train north to Detroit City
And I've drove this while I find I've just been wastin' my time
So I think I'm gonna pack up my foolish pride put it on that Southbound train and ride
And I'll go back to the loved ones the ones I left behind
I wanna go home I wanna go home oh how I wanna go home
[ guitar ]

. . .


Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
So they while away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till there covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine

Talkin bout you and me
And the games people play

Oh we make one another cry
Break our heart
Then we say goodbye
Cause our heart say
We hope to die
Let the other one to blame
Neither one will ever give in
So were gazing at an 8 by 10
Thinking bout the way
It might have been
Its a dirty, rotten, shame

Talkin bout you and me
And the games people play

People walking up to ya
Sayin glory, hallelujah
And they try to sock it to ya
In the name of the Lord
They gonna teach you
How to meditate
Read your horoscope
And cheat your faith
And furthermore to hell with hate
Come on and get on board

Talkin bout you and me
And the games people play

Look around tell me
What you see
Whats happening to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am
Cause your giving up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turn your back on humanity
And you don't give a damn

Talkin bout you and me
And the games people play
(Repeat till end)

. . .


I know that I'm not great, and some say I imitate
Anymore I don't know, I'm just doin' the best I can
After all I'm standin' in the shadows, of a very famous man

Spoken
As I travel around, from town to town,
I have a lot of dad's fans and friends come around.
They say I know Hank would be proud of you if he were here today,
While we're all so glad and we know he would be too,
That you're carryin' on his music this way.
Yes they say Hank was the all time great,
And we know you'll be just as good as your dad.
But I just smile and say there'll never be another Hank Williams friends,
That's the part that always makes them sad.

Yes I know that I'm not great, and some say I imitate
Anymore I don't know, I'm just doin' the best I can
It's hard standin' in the shadows, of a very famous man

Spoken
So many times when I'm on that stage, I feel something go through me.
And for a minute I'm in a different world, and that's when it does something to me.
The people are a hollerin' and clappin' real loud, while I'm out they're taking my bows,
I look up toward the ceiling and I say to myself, listen dad, just listen to that crowd.
But as the show goes on, the people clap and holler more, I start to sing another of your great songs.
That's the time that I know although you're gone, your music will live on and on and on.

. . .

Foggy Mountain Breakdown

[No lyrics]

. . .


(What can I do you win again)
The news is out all over town
That you've been seen out runnin' around
I know that I should leave but then
I just can't go, you win again

This heart of mine could never see
What everybody knew but me
Just trusting you was my great sin
What can I do? You win again

I'm sorry for your victim now
'Cause soon his head like mine will bow
He'll give his heart but all in vain
And someday say you win again

You have no heart, you got no shame
You take true love and give the blame
I guess that I should not complain
I love you still you won again
I love you still you won again

. . .


Now just because I asked a friend about her
And just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I rang her number by mistake today she thinks I still care
And just because I haunt the same old places
Where the mem'ry of her lingers everywhere
Just because I'm not the happy guy I used to be she thinks I still care
Now if she's happy thinking I still need her then let that silly notion bring her cheer
Oh how could she ever be so foolish and where would she get such an idea
Just because I asked a friend about her
And just because I spoke her name somewhere
Just because I'm not the happy guy I used to be she thinks I still care
Now she thinks I still care

. . .


Here I am late again for the last time and like I promised I just told her goodbye
Please believe me for this time it's really over and darling you know I wouldn't lie
I had to let her down easy as slow as I could after all she's got feelings too
But it took a little longer than I thought it would
Oh but this time she knows we're really through
She wanted to hold me forever and this lipstick shows her final try
And these tears on my shoulders have proved that she failed
And darling you know I wouldn't lie
[ steel ]
Didn't I come and tell you about her how temptation lured she and I
But I know it was only fascination and darling you know I wouldn't lie
I had to let her down easy as slow as I could after all she's got feelings too
But it took a little longer than I thought it would
But now she knows we're really through
Now she wanted to hold me forever and this lipstick shows her final try
Please believe me for this time it's really over and darling you know I wouldn't lie
And darling you know I wouldn't lie

. . .


Hear that lonesome whippoorwill,
He sounds too blue to fly.
The midnight train is whining low,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by.
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide its face and cry.

Did you ever see a robin weep,
When leaves began to die?
That means he's lost the will to live,
I'm so lonesome I could cry.

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry.

. . .


Well I saw the light I saw the light no more darkness no more night
Now I'm so happy no sorrow in sight praise the Lord I saw the light

Well I wandered so aimless life filled with sin I wouldn't let my dear Saviour in
Then Jesus came like a stranger in the night praise the Lord I saw the light
Yeah I saw the light...

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