The Conversation (with Hank Williams Jr.)

Hank, let's talk about your daddy
Tell me how your momma loved that man
Well, just break out a bottle Hoss
I'll tell you 'bout the drifting cowboy band
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?)
That 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? (You know that)

Yeah, back then they called him crazy
Nowadays, they call him a saint
Now the ones that called him crazy, Lord
Still riding on his name

Well, if he was here right now Bocephus
Would he think that we were right? Do you think he might?
Don't you know he would Waltalja
Be right here by our sides?
If we left for a show in Provo
He'd be the first one on the bus and ready to ride (that's one to go, Hoss)

Wherever he is, I hope he's happy
You know I hope he's doing well (yes, I do)
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 could tell 'em)

Back then they called him crazy
Nowadays, they call him a saint (woo)
Most folks don't know that they fired him from the Opry
And that caused his greatest pain

I'd love to 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