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Hank’s Thanks
Don’t you be a’thinkin’
That I been a’drinkin’
And don’t be fussin’
About my cussin’.
I sure ain’t right
But I done quit the wrong
I saw me a light
The feeling mighty strong.
I now be an Everlaster
A good friend of the Master
Who loved me many days
As I toiled in wicked ways
Far from the strait and narrow
Like a lonesome weary sparrow
No nest for my home
Doomed to ever roam
When I felt death so near
Nose-to-nose with all my fear
I cried for help, like a child
The answer came, tender and mild
Stop runnin’, my son, from my face
Aren’t you tired of this silly race?
Yes, I was exhausted, you see
My hands shaking, I fell to my knees
“God”…is all I said
He did the rest and raised me from the dead
I don’t know nothin’ except this somethin’
One dark, frightening, chilly, lonely, desperate and hopeless night
I saw the light.
In memoriam to Hank Williams
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