No matter what our station in life. What we have or don't have. We all strive inside to be one thing. To be one of the good, simple, common folk. At least that's what I would hope we all aspire to be. I know I've been struggling my whole life to accomplish that lofty goal and great achievement. From my blog "Troubadors, Hobos and Heroes". You can search more of my quotes at... Quotiki.com
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Country Heroes
Hank Williams III
Well, oh what a feeling
that burns down low
when you ain't got no where to turn,
or no where to go
It makes me feel like sometimes
I'm outta control
So I'm gonna get wasted
with all my country heroes
I'm drinkin' some George Jones,
and a little bit of Coe
Haggard's easin' my misery
and Waylon's keepin' me from home
Hank's givin' me those high times -
Cash is gonna sing it low
I'm here gettin' wasted -
here with my country heroes
I'm drinkin' that whiskey
out of that glass
and if that ain't country,
boy, you can kiss my ass
I wanna hear them old songs -
nothin' of the new
'cause this might be the last time
I'm gonna see you
So I'm drinkin' some George Jones,
and a little bit of Coe
Haggard's easin' my misery
and Waylon's keepin' me from home
Hanks givin' me those high times -
Cash is gonna sing it low
and I'm here gettin' wasted -
just like my country heroes
I'm here gettin' wasted -
with all my country heroes
Not Everybody Likes Us
Hank Williams III
Well, hello there folks, how the hell are you doin':
It's good to be in your local bar again.
So let's get loud, we'll get stoned an' get proud,
Have a damn good time until the show's at an' end.
Sometimes I'm wired an' sometimes, I'm tired,
But I'm doin' the best that I can.
So let's have a drink and a glum with Hank,
An' may the outlaws rise again.
Well I'm a son of a son:
I've got a chip of what I've said an' done.
Well, I remember watchin' ol' Waylon,
When he was shootin' his shotgun.
It's a certain kinda livin',
It's a certain kinda style.
Not everybody likes us,
But we we drive some folks wild.
-Instrumental Break-
Well I think I'd rather eat the barrel,
Of a double-barrel loaded shotgun,
Than to hear that shit they call pop-country music,
On ninety-eight-point-one.
Just so you know, so it's it's set in stone,
Kid Rock don't come from where I come from:
Yeah, it's true, he's a Yank, he ain't no son of Hank:
If you even thought so, god-damn, you're fucking dumb.
So let's get real loud:
Let's get stoned and proud.
Pour me another shot of whiskey,
An' this one's for the south.
It's a certain kinda livin',
It's a certain kinda style.
Not everybody likes us,
But we we drive some folks wild.
Not everybody likes us,
But we we drive some folks wild.
Not everybody likes us,
But we we drive some folks wild.
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"Joe Buck beatin' the hell out of his damn bass"
HANK WILLIAMS III Alley Katz Richmond Va., April 6 2006
Special appearance by Jesco White the Dancin' Outlaw (Jesco does his thing halfway through the song).
From joesuburb 'D Ray White' with the legendary Jesco W 'D Ray White' with Jesco White dancin' onstage in Chuck Taylor's shoes.
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"Tradition"- Hank Williams and Hank Williams III
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