Hank Williams III
Album • 2011
Well down the Mississippi highway Into New Orleans I said everything is going ok I got my hillbilly ride And my gal by my side And we're doing it all the way We're just a cruising around From town to town And we're doing what we like to do And if you don't like Our hillbilly sound Then hey man, go fuck you I say hey man Can't you hear what I'm trying to say? Well I like to get 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 might be some tokers And we're doing it all the way Well I'm a little bit crazy On the rowdy side And that's ok with me Because I smoke my weed And I drink my wine And I'm doing it every day They just don't understand We're just having fun Doing it like they used to do And if you don't like Our hillbilly sound Then hey man, go fuck you I say hey man Can't you hear what I'm trying to say? Well I like to get 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 might be some tokers And we're doing it all the way
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
I'm drunk again I'm drunk once again Feeling bad All alone Since you left me On my own I'm drunk again I'm drunk again I'm drunk again I'm drunk again I had a real good vice Until she took her life And she left me all alone And I don't think I can go on I'm drunk again I'm drunk again I'm drunk again I'm drunk again
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
Well I'm runnin' down the road about a hundred and five Don't care if I live, I just 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 sound Tryin' to show these people how we like to get down Searching through the crowd for another drunken round Satan's in the backseat givin' me advice again Livin' a life of sin (You're going straight to hell, motherfucker!) Well the highways are rocking with our hillbilly sound Tryin' to show these people how we like to get down Searching through the crowd for another drunken round Satan's in the backseat givin' me advice again Livin' a life of sin Life of sin, life of sin, life of sin, life of sin
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
Hey motherf**ker You don't have to tell me I know that I am not like you I'm not like you You don't have a way I don't have a way You don't have a sign I don't have a sign Hey man, what the f**k is wrong with you? Ten feet down In a hole In the ground You will go From my fist You don't understand She don't understand They don't understand We don't understand about you - About you You don't have a way I don't have a way You don't have a sign I don't have a sign Hey man, don't make me punch you Ten feet down In a hole In the ground You will go From my fist You wanna talk shit now motherf**ker? You wanna talk shit now motherf**ker? You wanna talk shit now motherf**ker? You wanna talk shit now motherf**ker? Take you down Take you down Take you down Take you down Take you down Take you down Take you down Feel my pain Feel my pain It hurts so bad It hurts so bad It'll take you out
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
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 Pistol packin' motherfucker Don't you know how you're in control Since you have your trust And I'm gone, gone, gone You're just a little boy With a new toy You're just a little boy Fight like a real man Real man, real man, real man Pistol packin' motherfucker Pistol packin' motherfucker Pistol packin' motherfucker Fight like a real man Real man, real man, real man Without a gun
Submitted by MetalElf — Feb 18, 2026
Well I was driving by myself through Tennessee And I broke down on the side of the road, look at me Well I got a mohawk, and that's really sad That I don't think that they'll think I'm a good man So I went to a bar, so I could use the phone The guy just looked at me and said, "Hell no!" Fuck you, motherfucker! Well I was driving by myself through Tennessee And I broke down on the side of the road, look at me Well I got a mohawk, and that's really sad That I don't think that they'll think I'm a good man So I went to a bar, so I could use the phone The guy just looked at me and said, "Hell no!" Fuck you, motherfucker!
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
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Well, I had a good friend He used to shoot a lot of speed He was wild and cranky and man He was always in the need But he always just had to do it But he always just had to do it Now he's lying there fucked up And he cannot breathe 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead Well, I knew a good homey He used to try to run the streets He was in a gang and Had a lot of enemies But he always never took no shit He always never took no lip Now he's lying there fucked up And he cannot breathe 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead Live it up now, live it up now Live it up now, live it up now Live it up now, live it up now Live it up now Shoot it up Smoke it up Smoke it up 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead 'Cause now he's dead Now he's dead Dead Dead 'Cause now he's dead
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
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 And we're runnin and a-gunnin And a-jukin' and a-jumpin And I'm lookin for some lovin' In another damn town We like a little country - We like a little soul - We like a lotta blues baby Mixed with the rock and roll And we're a-runnin and a-gunnin And a-jukin' and a-jumpin And I'm lookin for some lovin' In another damn town You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You wanna jump into the whiskey You wanna jump into the fire Living this life in rock and roll band It'll make you lose your mind You gotta eat it- Live it- Breathe it- Suck it- F**k it- Drug it- All the damn time You gotta drink it You gotta drug it You gotta drink it You gotta drug it Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' alcohol Rails and rails and rails of eight balls Rails and rails and rails of eight balls Drug it drug it drug till I fall Drink that f**kin' alcohol
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
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 music A little bit of hellbilly country music A little bit of hellbilly coming your way I'm a little hellbilly I'm a little hellbilly Well I's raised on a farm And I drive my truck And I milk them cows And I don't give a fuck Drink my wine Nine to five Catch catfish And I like to fight I'm a little hellbilly I'm a little hellbilly Well I'm doing my time And I drive my truck And I don't give a fuck When I'm stuck in the mud Drink my beers Raise my steers I like country music And I love Webb Pierce I'm a little hellbilly I'm a little hellbilly
Submitted by The Void — Feb 09, 2026
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