The Conversation

Hank, let's talk about your daddy

Tell me, how your mama loved that man?

Well just break out a bottle Hoss

I'll tell you 'bout the Drifting Cowboy Band (yeah)

We won't talk about the habits

Just the music and the man (that's all)

Now Hank, you just gotta tell me

Did your daddy really write all them songs? (Did he?)

I don't deserve no answer, Hoss?

Let's light up and just move along

Do you think he wrote 'em about your momma

Or about the man who done her wrong?

(Get it over there)

Yeah, back then they called him crazy, nowadays, they call him a saint

Now the ones that called him crazy, Lord, are still writing on his name

Well if he was here right now, Bocephus

Would he think that we were right?

(What do you think of man?) (Ha-ha)

Don't you know he would Waltalja, be right here by our sides

If we left for a show at Provo, he'd be the first one on the bus and ready to ride

(That's what he do, uh?) (Ha-ha-ha)

Where ever he is, I hope he's happy

You know I hope he's doing well (let's sing it)

He is, 'cause he's got one arm around my mama now

And he sure did love Miss Audrey and raising hell

I won't ask you no more questions

To the stories only Hank can tell (no, he can tell)

Back then they called him crazy, nowadays, they call him a saint (whoo)

Most folks don't know that they fired him from the Opry

And that caused his greatest pain

Ah, let me tell you about lovesick

How Miss. Audrey loved that man

You know I've always loved to listen

To the stories about that Drifting Cowboy Band (and the man)

You know, when we get right down to it

Still the most wanted outlaw in the land (yeah, whoo)