Talking To Hank

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While I was hunting wild turkey and 
sippin? on Jim Beam
I walked up on something like I?ve 
      A
never seen
   B
So deep in the woods where I thought
 I was alone
Stood a structure where something or
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 someone called home.


I saw a shotgun and guitar and 
six-pack of beer
A sign on the front door said guess 
          A
who lives here
   B
An old red bone hound that looked 
older than time
And an old man who that he was just 
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twenty-nine.

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Well I swear he looked just like ole
 A
 Hank
           B                       
I wouldn?t bet a wooden nickel that
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 he ain?t
                                A
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt
 kinda faint
  B                          E
I think I?ve been Talking To Hank.

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He said I?ve played that old guitar 
in a drifting country band
Played coast to coast and a dew 
        A
foreign lands
        B
He said some crowds were big and 
some crowds were small
Somehow I hope I let em know I loved
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 them all.

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I said you?re mighty skinny, he said
 would you believe
That it only took one woman to do 
        A
this to me
            B
Well you know you better get your 
hat son and get on out the way.
When they start hating love and 
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loving to hate.

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