You don't have to come up poor
On that red clay 'Bama land
Or ride that old Lost Highway
With a guitar in your hand
But if you have a heartache
That won't let go of you
You might have the Hank Williams Blues
Lord when you got 'em
You know by the pain
You're hitting on rock bottom
Out in the pouring rain
Caught between everything and nothing left to lose
Lord you've got the Hank Williams Blues
You might see a doctor
Or talk to a shrink
End up popping some little pills
And chasing them with a drink
But if the answers still go round and round
And don't leave any clues
You might have the Hank Williams Blues
Lord when you got 'em
You know by the pain
You're hitting on rock bottom
Out in the pouring rain
Caught between everything and nothing left to lose
Lord you've got the Hank Williams Blues
Hank was only human
Just like me and you
Riding in the back of that Cadillac
In nineteen fifty two
No one knows for certain
But I believe it's true
He just had a bad case of the Hank Williams Blues
Lord when you got 'em
You know by the pain
You're hitting on rock bottom
Out in the pouring rain
Caught between everything and nothing left to lose
Lord you've got the Hank Williams Blues
Caught between everything and nothing left to lose
Lord you've got the Hank Williams Blues
Lord you've got the Hank Williams Blues