Mark Wills - Hank lyrics

Well, my old Uncle Joe, he's a proud Democrat He's got FDR on his baseball cap An' thinks the whole country's on a one-way track to hell He says there's only one truck an' that's a Chevrolet Everything else is money gone to waste An' a lot more people oughtta learn to do for themselves Well, I love how we can disagree An' we can still be family. Makes me think about Hank How he played his songs Made a long-haired pot-smokin' hippy wanna sing along Makes me think about life an' all it's different roads There's a million you can pick But they're all gonna lead you back home Yeah, we're livin' in some crazy days We're all crazy in our diff'rent ways But we can all get along Without everybody thinkin' the same. We got a big hair preacher on channel nineteen A Maharaji on sixty-three An' the good Lord's upstairs, tryin' to get them both on the phone We got country boy's sayin' that rap just s**s An' rappers sayin'country's all outta touch But there's plenty of room for both on my radio 'Cause music ain't right or wrong So tonight, let's just rock on an' on. Makes me think about Hank How he played his songs Made a long-haired pot-smokin' hippy wanna sing along Makes me think about life an' all it's different roads There's a million you can pick But they're all gonna lead you back home Yeah, we're livin' in some crazy days We're all crazy in our diff'rent ways But we can all get along Without everybody thinkin' the same. (Aw, c'mon, yeah boy.) Makes me think about life an' all it's different roads There's a million you can pick But they're all gonna lead you back home Yeah, we're livin' in some crazy days We're all crazy in our diff'rent ways But we can all get along Without everybody thinkin' the same Yeah, the more things change The more they stay the same Makes me think about ol' Hank...