A Whole Lot of Hank

[Chorus]
I'm an outlaw from the south, got country in my mouth
I'm looking 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
There's a whole lot Hank underneath this hat of mine

[Verse 1]
Andrew Jackson, he was my kind of hero
Though he lived and died a hundred years ago
Frank and Jesse James, they know'd how to rob them trains
But they always took it from the rich and gave it to the poor
They mighta had a bad name but they both had a heart of gold

[Verse 2]
But the greatest one of all is called Luke the Drifter
He wore diamond rings and his tailormade cowboy suits
Lordy, he was a honky tonk ramblin' man
He had this whole world in the palm of his hand
'Til he died at twenty nine from the lovesick blues
Like young Billy the Kid and ol' Jesse, he had nothing to lose

[Chorus]
I'm an outlaw from the south, got country in my mouth
I'm looking 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
There's a whole lot Hank underneath this hat of mine

[Chorus]
I'm an outlaw from the south, got country in my mouth
I'm looking 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
There's a whole lot Hank underneath this hat of mine