While I was hunting wild turkey and sippin' on Jim Beam
Well, I walked up on something like I'd never seen
So deep in the woods where I thought I was alone
Stood a structure where something or someone called home
I saw a shotgun and a guitar and a six-pack of beer
A sign on the front door said, "Guess, who lives here"
An old red bone hound that looked older than time
And an old man that's sure he was only twenty-nine
And I swear he looked just like ole Hank
I wouldn't bet a wooden nickel that he ain't
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt kinda faint
I think I've been talking to Hank
He said, "I've played that old guitar in a drifting country band
Played coast to coast and a few foreign lands"
He said, "Some crowds are big and some crowds are small
Somehow I hope, I let 'em know I loved them all"
I said, "You're mighty skinny", and he said, "Would you believe
That it only took one woman to do this to me? "
But you know you better get your hat, son, get on out of the way
When they start hating love and start lovin' to hate
I swear he looked just like ole Hank
I wouldn't bet a wooden nickel that he ain't
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt kinda faint
I think I've been talking to Hank
Well, I swear he looked just like ole Hank
I wouldn't bet a wooden nickel that he ain't
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt kinda faint
Weli, I think I've been talking to Hank
Oh Lord, I feel like we've been talking up ole Hank