Well, I could live my whole life, without a phone call
The likes of which I got today.
It was only my wife, said “hello” then “goodbye”.
And told me she’s going away.
Well I didn’t cry, It was all cut and dried.
I hung up before I realized.
Turned up my stereo, I walked to the window,
Stared at the storm clouds outside.
Chorus:
And I play classical music when it rains,
I play country when I am in pain.
But I won’t play Beethoven, the mood’s just not right –
Oh, I feel like Hank Williams tonight.
There’s no explanation, not even a reason,
No talk of the good times we had.
Was it me, was it her, I don’t know for sure,
And that’s why I’m feelling so bad.
Chorus:
Hey, I play jazz when I am coufused,
I play country whenveer I lose.
Bird’s saxaphone, it just don’t seem right
Now, I feel like Hank Williams toight.
Lately I’ve been thinkin’, I just might quit drinkin’.
Now I don’t know all-in-all.
I just might stay home, get drunk all alone,
And punch a few holes in the wall.
Chorus:
But when I’m rel high I plyay rock’n’roll,
I play country when I’m losing control.
I don’t play Chuck Berry quite as much as I’d like,
Now, I feel like Hank Williams tonight.
