While I was hunting wild turkey and sippin' on Jim Beam 
Well, I walked up on something like I'd never seen 
So deep in the woods where I thought I was alone 
Stood a structure where something or someone called 
home 

I saw a shotgun and a guitar and a six-pack of beer 
A sign on the front door said,"Guess, who lives here" 
An old red bone hound that looked older than time 
And an old man that's sure he was only twenty-nine 

And I swear he looked just like ole Hank 
I wouldn't bet a wooden nickel that he ain't 
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt kinda faint 
I think I've been talking to Hank 

He said,"I've played that old guitar in a drifting 
country band 
Played coast to coast and a few foreign lands" 
He said,"Some crowds are big and some crowds are small 
Somehow I hope, I let 'em know I loved them all" 

I said, "You're mighty skinny", and he said,"Would you 
believe 
That it only took one woman to do this to me?" 
But you know you better get your hat, son, get on out 
of the way 
When they start hating love and start lovin' to hate 

I swear he looked just like ole Hank 
I wouldn't bet a wooden nickel that he ain't 
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt kinda faint 
I think I've been talking to Hank 

Well, I swear he looked just like ole Hank 
I wouldn't bet a wooden nickel that he ain't 
I got goose bumps and dizzy and felt kinda faint 
WelI, I think I've been talking to Hank 
Oh Lord, I feel like we've been talking up ole Hank