The Conversation Songtext
von Hank Williams, Jr. feat. Waylon Jennings
The Conversation Songtext
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)
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)
Writer(s): Hank Williams, Richard Albright, Wayland Jennings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com