To Hank

Intro E B D A E To Hank B Well, there's a lotta old boys like me D That grew up in a country state of mind A Knew every word, knew every line you sang E B We'd crank you up on a Friday night D We'd ride them roads and just let you play A I just wanna say, yeah Chorus E B D A To Hank, yeah Hey, how 'bout you, B G ? Aw, yeah Verse E First time I saw you playing B Well, you were drunk and I was too D You forgot the words, but I helped you out A Sang along with the whole damn crowd E To Hank B Yeah, I know you rolled a little smoke D And ticked off some folks as I recall A But ain't we all? Yeah, ain't we all? E Thanks for the whiskey bents and hell bounds B And all those nights just ridin' around D To the soundtrack of my life A Man, we had us some nights E Between outlaw women and my rowdy friends B Every song you sang, it just seemed to fit D Like a Chevy on a river bank A No tellin' how many beers I drank E B To Hank You know, he ain't the only Hank (nah, he sure ain't) D A Let me tell ya, Hoss, long before ol' Bocephus (well, come on) Ending E There was, "Hey Good Lookin'", and, "I Saw the Light" B And, "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" D Yeah, he left us way too soon A Can't nobody fill his shoes E Between, "Cold, Cold Heart", and, "Mansion On the Hill" B Every song he sang just seemed to feel D Like a Caddy on a lost highway A So many things I'd like to say E B D A E To Hank