Talking To Hank

E
While I was hunting wild turkey and sippin? on Jim Beam
                                         A
I walked up on something like I?ve never seen
   B
So deep in the woods where I thought I was alone
                                                    E
Stood a structure where something or someone called home.
I saw a shotgun and guitar and six-pack of beer
                                              A
A sign on the front door said guess who lives here
   B
An old red bone hound that looked older than time
                                           E
And an old man who that he was just twenty-nine.

                                     A
Well I swear he looked just like ole Hank
           B                           E
I wouldn?t bet a wooden nickel that he ain?t
                                A
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt kinda faint
  B                          E
I think I?ve been Talking To Hank.
E A B E A B E
E
He said I?ve played that old guitar in a drifting country band
                                        A
Played coast to coast and a dew foreign lands
        B
He said some crowds were big and some crowds were small
                                          E
Somehow I hope I let em know I loved them all.
E
I said you?re mighty skinny, he said would you believe
                                          A
That it only took one woman to do this to me
            B
Well you know you better get your hat son and get on out the way.
                                          E
When they start hating love and loving to hate.

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          B                                   E
Oh Lord I felt like we?ve been Talking To ole Hank.

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