A Whole Lot Of Hank

A Whole Lot Of Hank I'm an outlaw from the south got country in my mouth I'm lookin' for good lovin' all the time I got outlaw in my bones and Jim Beam in a lot of my songs And there's a little bit of Cherokee Indian in my eyes And there's a whole lot of Hank under-neath this hat of mine Andrew Jackson he was my kind a hero Though he lived and died a hundred years ago Frank and Jesse James they knowed how to rob them trains They always took it from the rich and gave it to the poor They might a had a bad name but they both had a heart of gold But the greatest one of all was called Luke the Drifter He wore diamond rings and his tailor made cowboy suits Lordy he was a honky tonk a ramblin' man He had the whole world in the palm of his hand 'Till he died at twenty nine from the lovesick blues I guess like Billy the Kid and 'ol Jesse he had nothing to lose I'm an outlaw from the south I've got country in my mouth And I'm lookin' for good lovin' all the time And there's rebel in these bones there's Jim Beam in a lot of my songs There's a little bit of Cherokee Indian in my eyes And there's a whole lot of Hank in this hat of mine I'm an outlaw from the south I got country in my mouth And I'm lookin' for good lovin' all the time Got outlaw in my bones and Jim Beam in a lot of my songs There's a little bit of Cherokee Indian in my eyes And there's a whole lot of Hank in all of these songs of mine