Then he'd stagger a little as he went out the door
Publishers: POLYGRAM INT. PUBL., INC., RANGER BOB MUSIC
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
When I was eighteen, Lord I hit the road
I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys, they still mean a lot to me
So what do you do with good ole boys like me?
I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
When I was a kid, uncle Remus, he put me to bed
With Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head
So what do you do with good ole boys like me?
With a picture of stonewall Jackson above my head
Hank and Tennessee
But you ain't afraid if you're washed in the blood like I was
So what do you do with good ole boys like me?
And I watched him burn himself up on Bourbon and speed
I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees
He talked about honor and things I should know
Hank and Tennessee
Then daddy came in to kiss his little man
I guess we're all gonna be what we're gonna be
And those Williams boys, they still mean a lot to me
I guess we're all gonna be what we're gonna be
With gin on his breath and a Bible in his hand
John R. and the Wolfman kept me company
And those Williams boys, they still mean a lot to me
Learned to talk like the man on the six o'clock news
Yeah what do you do with good ole boys like me?
I guess we're all gonna be what we're gonna be
And nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
When I was in school I ran with a kid down the street
Songwriter: Bob Mcdill
By the light of the radio by my bed
But it really doesn't matter how far I go
Hank and Tennessee
But I was smarter than most and I could choose