The Conversation

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)