Hank Williams, Jr.
Am, C, D, G
Well, I'm just a singer, a natural guitar ringer, I'm a kind of clinger, to sad old
songs.
Well, I'm a walk behinder, I'm a noon old finder, but my name's a reminder of the blues
man that's already gone.
So I started drinking Took things that messed up my thinking
I was sure sinking When you came along
I was alone in the hot light Not much left in sight
But she changed all that one night When she sang me this song
hey baby i love you hey baby i need you hey baby i ain't got to prove me you're some kind of macho man
you've wasted so much of life running through the dark nights
let me shine some loveline down on this blues man