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Hank Williams Iii Hillbilly Joker

Well, hey there, mister man What's that you say? Well, you don't like our style And you say that we're out of date With a little bit of Hellbilly country

Well I've been high As the mountains Cruisin' down the road in my 65 And I've got a Hard-rockin' band, Baby that wants to kick it To the other side

wanna die Searching for a gal who wants to keep me alive Satan's in the backseat givin' me advice again Livin' a life of sin Well, the highways are rocking with our hillbilly

You think that you're so tough Since you have your trust And I'm gone, gone, gone And I'm gone Pistol packin' motherfucker Pistol packin' motherfucker

back By the railroad tracks And wait for that lonely train I say hey man, Can't you hear what I'm trying to say? We're just some hillbilly jokers who