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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


The Last Love Song (1974)
1974
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2.
The Night Time And My Baby
3.
Grandpa Shepherd
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9.
Country Music In My Soul
10.
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I know its over because I don't keep you satisfied anymore but before you move along let me sing you the last love song.

Tomorrow when I wake,what will take the place
of smiles on your face and black hair against white lace
and I wonder, will I be thinking of our early morning love
all the sweet things that you'd say that brighten my darkest day
and tomorrow night what do you suggest to take the place or your breasts


breast against my chest oh how I'll miss your tenderness
but there's no use crying because loves a grown up game alittle pleasure and then alot pain
first we called each other bad names then what we had was never quite the same
I wish I could find eyes that won't cry,
lips that won't lie and a love that won't die.
And a love that won't die.

. . .

The Night Time And My Baby

[No lyrics]

. . .

Grandpa Shepherd

[No lyrics]

. . .


When we first met I had a funny feeling
That there was something very special about you
I've had a dream girl pictured in my mind and when I saw you my dreams came true
Now instead of day dreams my life's filled with love scenes
And I used to hate the night but now you may get all right
Your sweet softness keeps me so satisfied
And you turn day dreams into the real thing this time
[ guitar - steel ]
You've been walking through my dreams but now you're in my arms
And it's the real thing kissing warm lips and tasting all your charms
Now there's the beating of your heart pressed close to mine
And you turn day dreams into the real thing this time this time

. . .


I know how much you worry when I stay out late at night
But you always smile and kiss me just like everything's all right
With cruel words I've made you cry and hurt you constantly
And I know it's not been easy loving me
Cause I've shamed you and I've blamed you but you never let it change you
And through it all you've never once been untrue
And I'm glad you're my lady and thanks for staying with me
Cause I know it's not been easy loving me
[ steel ]
Through all your lonely heartaches you love me just the same
And looking back I see how wrong I was and I'm ashamed
But like an angel you forgave a man too blind to see
And I know it's not been easy loving me yes I know it's not been easy loving me

. . .


Hoverin' by my suitcase tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night
A heavy rain a fallin' seems I hear your voice a callin' it's all right
On this rainy night in Georgia, a rainy night in Georgia
I believe it's rainin' all over the world

Neon signs a flashin' taxicabs and buses passin' through the night
The distant moanin' of a train seems to play a sad refrain unto the night
On this rainy night in Georgia, such a rainy night in Georgia
I think it's rainin' all over the world

How many times I have wondered
But it always comes out the same
No matter how I look at or think about it
It's just like some of it's pleasures some of it's pain

I find me a place in a boxcar so I take out my guitar to pass some time
Late at night when it's hard to rest, I hold your picture to my chest and then I'm all right
But it's still a rainy night in Georgia, it's a rainy night in Georgia
I believe it must be rainin' all over this world

All over the world
Rainy night in Georgia

. . .


Love without devotion is just loneliness in motion just the way to pass away some time
A fire without an ember leaves nothing to remember
And it sure won't burn her mem'ry from my mind
Cause it's much too soon for me to think of love again
For my heart's still living in another time
I'm still walking through the pieces of a world that's fallin' in
And it's much too soon to think of love again
[ piano ]
They say that time erases fills all the empty places
And heals the wounds inside a broken mind
But my heart's too full of sorrow to even think about tomorrow
Cause I've looked upon forever my last time
So it's much too soon...
Yes it's much too soon to think of love again

. . .


You've known so long that you were wrong but still you had your way
You told her lies and alibies and hurt her more each day
But now your conscience bothers you you've reached your journey's end
You're asking me for sympathy well I'm sorry for you my friend
You laughed inside each time she cried you tried to make her blue
She tugged along through right and wrong because she worshipped you
You know that you're the one to blame there's no use to pretend
Today's the day you start to pay I'm sorry for you my friend
[ steel ]
Today as she walked arm in arm at someone else's side
It made you stop and realize that time has turned the tide
You should have known you'd be alone cause cheaters never win
You tried and lost now pay the cost I'm sorry for you my friend

. . .

Country Music In My Soul

[No lyrics]

. . .


You will meet many just like me upon lifes busy street.
with shoulders stooped and heads bowed low and eyes that stare in defeat.
For souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all parts,
for a living death is all thats left for men with brokens hearts.
You have no right to be the judge, to critisize and condemn.
Just think but for the grace of God it would be you instead of him.
One careless step, a thoughtless deed and then the misery starts
and to those who weep death comes cheap, these men with broken hearts.
Humble you should be when they come passing by,
for its written that the greatest of men never get to big to cry.
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts,


with hope all gone, they walk alone these men with broken hearts.
You've never walked in that man's shoes or saw things through his eyes,
or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you dies.
Some were porpers, some were kings, some were masters of the arts,
but in their shame they're all the same, these men with broken hearts.
Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for death.
God why must these living dead know pain with every breath?
So help your brother along the road, no matter where he starts!
For the God that made you,made them too. These men with broken hearts!

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