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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


Wild Streak (1988)
1988
1.
Wild Streak
2.
3.
What You Don't Know (Won't Hurt You)
4.
You're Gonna Be a Sorry Man
5.
6.
7.
8.
Social Call
9.
You Brought Me Down to Earth
10.
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Wild Streak

[No lyrics]

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If the South would've won we'd a had it made,
I'd prob'ly run for President of the Southern State.
The day Elvis passed away would be our national holiday,
If the South would a won we'd had a it made.

I'd make my Supreme Court down in Texas,
And we wouldn't have no killers gettin'off free.
If they were proven guilty, then they would swing quickly,
Instead of writin' books and smilin' on T.V.

We'd all learn Cajun cookin in Louisiana,
And I'd put that capitol back in Alabama.
We'd put Florida on the right track ‘cause, we'd take Miami back,
And throw all them pushers in the slammer.

If the South would've won we'd a had it made,
I'd prolly run for President of the Southern States.
The day young Skynyrd died we'd show our Southern Pride,
If the South would a won we'd had a it made.

I'd have all the whiskey made in Tennessee,
And all the horses raised in those Kentucky hills.
The national treasury would be in Tupelo, Mississippi
And I'd put Hank William's picture on one hundred dollar bills.

I'd have all the cars made in the Carolina's,
And I'd ban all the ones made in China.
I'd have every girl and child sent to Georgia to learn to smile,
And talk with that southern accent that drives me wild.

I'd have all the fiddles made in Virginia
Cause they sure can make'em sound so fine.
I'm goin up on Wolverton mountain and see ole Clinton Powers,
And have a sip of his good ole Arkansas wine.

Hey, if the South woulda won we'd had it made
I'd prolly run for President of the Southern States,
When Patsy Cline passed away that would be our national holiday,
If the South woulda won we'd a had it made.

If the South woulda won we'd a had it made.

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What You Don't Know (Won't Hurt You)

[No lyrics]

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You're Gonna Be a Sorry Man

[No lyrics]

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Yeah yeah
Everybody play now
Oh, yeah

Knock out of my breath
Since I fell for you
Now I've come down
With the heart break blues

It's gonna take a doctor
With a special degree
'Cause I need a love doctor
I need a love M.D.

I need a good doctor

I've been sick y'all
I've been sick y'all
Bed ridden
Bed ridden

I need a prescription
Which just right for me
A lot of bed rest
A little company

A whole lot of hugs
A little sympathy
I need a love doctor
I need a love M.D.

'Cause I've been sick y'all
I've been sick y'all
Heart broken
Heart broken

. . .


She's got sexy eyes and crazy lips,she's got magic in her finger tips!

She's hot to handle if you know what I mean. She's a long legged loving machine!

She's in to pleasin'.She knows what I like.

Early in the morning and late at night.

She's got a way of walking that'll do you in,so if you get to thinking, better think again.

No harm in looking if you understand.She's a one man woman.I'm a one woman man.

Theres no doubt about it when she holds me tight,

early in the morning and late at night.

Early in the morning we rock ,late in the evening we roll.We're in it right from the start hearts,bodies and soul.

She's cooking up a mess of moves,she keeps alot of love spread on the menu.


She's got a man with a big appetite,

early in the morning and late at night.

Early in the morning we rock,late in the evening we roll.We're in right from the start hearts,bodies and souls.

Yes sir!She's cooking up a mess of moves she keeps alot of love on her menu.

She's gpt a man with a big appetite,

early in the morning and late at night.

She's hot to handle if you know what I mean,she's a long legged loving machine.

She's in to pleasin' she knows what I like,

I like it early in the morning and late at night.

. . .


I'm just a man.I breath and I bleed yes I got feelings I can hear and I can see

and you are the lady that brings them out of me making me feel special aww thats your specialty.

'cause you let me be me and I let you be you.Hey don't that sound so easy but that is so hard to do.

Some things make me feel sad. I feel like I could cry, feeling you next to me, aww, that makes me feel alright!


I'm not made of steel and I'm not made of stone I'm not a super hero I'm made of flesh and bone.

I'm just a man I breath and I bleed yes I've got feelings.I can hear and I can see,

and you are the lady that brings them out of me making me feel special, aww, thats your specialty!

. . .

Social Call

[No lyrics]

. . .

You Brought Me Down to Earth

[No lyrics]

. . .


Train roll on, on down the line,
Won't you please take me far away?
Now I feel the wind blow outside my door,
Means I'm leaving my woman at home.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My baby's gone with the wind.

And I don't know where I'm going.
I just want to be left alone.
Well, when this train ends I'll try again,
But I'm leaving my woman at home.

Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My baby's gone with the wind.

Train roll on many miles from my home,
See, I'm riding my blues away.
Tuesday, you see, she had to be free
But somehow I've got to carry on.

Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
Tuesday's gone with the wind.
My baby's gone with the wind.

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